Its not something we will ever forget.
September 11th is a day we all have in our memories, know exactly where we were and what we were doing.
I was working for a different radio station and recall waking up to the radio and they weren't talking about the fair or anything crazy and goofey like normal, instead they were giving a news report from New York.
When I turned on the tv, like all else who saw it, was stuck standing in front of it trying to grasp what was happening. How it wasn't a movie, how it was real.
An attack on our homeland.
Then slowly, after we all understood what was going on, the human stories began to emerge. The ones of people getting those final cell phone calls, final I love you's left on answering machines. First responders charging into the falling buildings that others were desperately trying to get out of.
THe heros of that day.
The lives changed forever.
And, the sense of anger and of pride and of community that came over everyone too. Even on the otherside of the country from where it happened, we all had the feelings too.
Flags seemed to fly higher and bigger. People seemed to slow down and take a moment to be kinder. We all were just a bit sadder.
As the years have passed, the memory has softened some....but it will never ever leave us.