On 9/11/01, I was taking care of my first grandchild. He was 17 months old, and had no interest in news programs, so we were watching Sesame Street or something similar.
I had planned on going to town that day for a haircut, so I called his mother to see if she wanted to have lunch with us. When she answered the phone, I asked the old standby question, "what are you doing?" "Watching tv!" was her answer, and that kind of threw me, since she was an office manager at her workplace, and that wasn't part of her job description.
She told me that a plane had hit one of the towers at the WTC, and I switched channels just in time to see the 2nd plane hit. I said "Bin Laden" that was my exact and full statement.
I went on to town, and bought groceries, filled up the car, and had lunch with daughter. Before getting out of town, the lines were beginning to form at all stations, as everyone realized the true impact of what had happened. I talked to my other daughter, who worked at a Co-op, later in the day, and she said they had lines past closing time, thank goodness, they had already ordered extra fuel, so they didn't run out.
I was alone that night,as my husband was on a trip in his 18 wheeler. We talked, and he wasn't sure when he would get home, he did say he was keeping his tanks full, and fuel had already begun to go up in price.
My computer room at that time faced east, and I remember the eerie silence. No planes, nothing, and I'm to the west, on flight path from a major airport, and a military base, planes cross here often. Then,either that night, or the next, as I sat there, a plane crossed the sky, and that was even more scary than the silence, but as it got closer, I recognized the sound and was pretty sure it was a military plane.
God bless the USA and all the families that lost members that day. I pray that nothing like this ever happens again.