I was on my way to Madison to conduct 17 job interviews and had just pulled up to a Hardees drive-thru when the 2nd plane hit the towers. The first interview occured at 9 AM, but no one else showed up until the last interview at 12:30. A co-worker stayed for that one, and I left for home at 10 AM, stopping at the High School to pick up my daughters. I told the office staff that it was important for families to experience it together.
The girls came to the office and relished getting out of school, until I told them we would be glued to the TV until their usual dismissal time. Once watching the sad news from NYC, they soon appreciated being in a secure setting, and asked alot of “how will this affect our future” questions. Truthfully, I had few answers at the time, but I knew America had just been slammed in the gut by a sledge hammer. Things would be different from now on.
