I was running late for work that morning. Never turned the TV on ... just showered, and ran to the car.
I remember two things vividly about that day.
1. How little it effected the people around me here in the midwest. I was almost in tears, then came rage. Everyone where I worked was like, yeah yeah, making phone calls, plans for lunch ... and nobody ever talked about it.
2. I remember a lady New Yorker being interviewed on TV. She was talking about the rivalry between NY and NJ and how she changed her view of us. She said "'Those people' were lined up for blocks to donate blood and help out ... but nobody ever came to the emergency care centers because there were no survivors." You either walked away or you didn't.
I didn't know anyone there, but my sister did.