--I'm on the west coast, so I was asleep when it happened. I probably would have found out from my east coast in-laws calling, except my husband had to leave for work early that morning. At the time, we had a neighbor who rarely closed his blinds. Cookie Monster wondered why the guy was watching "Die Hard" so early in the morning, and the guy saw him looking, went to the window and filled him in on what had happened thus far. (Both towers had been hit but were still standing.) So he came back and woke me up.
--We kept watching until the first tower fell, then he really had to leave. I sat stunned on the couch until the second tower fell (I can still hear the newscaster fall silent, then after a long pause say, "There are no words.") then I HAD to have a cigarette. I went out to the smoke shop, and while waiting for it to open, hung out in the bagel shop with the Jims and Irises and listened to their anecdotes about Pearl Harbor and JFK. On my way back, I stopped to vote. Danged if I can remember what was being voted on, but the polling place was a fire station. And those guys were LIVID, as you might imagine. And later that night, I made pancakes.
--What changed? Well, I'm sorry to say that since I'm in CA, not a whole lot. No direct personal impact. I haven't flown since then, but I probably wouldn't have anyway. Basically, just my worldview changed, but that's probably the case with almost everyone.
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