I had just dropped my son off at school and was still sleepy enough (work nights) that I had forgotten to take the radio off the Disney channel. I was driving down the road and saw people in their cars acting weird. Some pulled over for no apparent reason and had their heads stuck out of their windows staring at the sky (we were fairly close to a major airport), and others were speeding as fast as they could. Neither normal behavior. I finally realized something had happened, and my radio was on the wrong channel. Soon as I tuned it to my local radio station I was one of the ones speeding home as fast as I could.
I remember a friend waking me up during the day (I was nodding off to CNN all day - had to go back to work that night), and she was trying to get me to donate blood. We live in the DFW area and the blood banks had put out the call. I just remember asking her what for? Both towers by this time had collapsed. What possible need could they have for all that blood? Nobody alive to need it. We had a nice little argument over that one and haven't really talked to her much since - she suddenly got really busy with other people in her life.
I found out a few days later that my cousin's husband had been in the second tower in a meeting. He lives in California, so I never even gave him a thought that day. He felt the rumble from the impact of the first plane in the first tower, and immediately thought earthquake and these buildings were probably not made with earthquakes in mind. He bolted from the meeting. Heard more than one comment on it from others in the meeting. He was the only one that survived the meeting. Virg