I remember that day like it was yesterday...I woke up, heard on the radio that comeone crashed into the WTC, and didnt think much of it...all I thought was some idiot pilot...my first class was the usual (Phy Ed) but my next class, Power Systems, our teacher had a big lecture, and told us that the world would never be the same. Then after lunch we had a freshmen meeting, and our Drama director and VP told us all what had happened, which was about the first we had heard any of the details. None of my classes were usual, English we listened to the news and watched CNN, Algebra we did the same, in History we talked about terrorism, what causes it, how it will never go away, and whether we thought it would turn into a big war. Heh, I still remember exactly where I sat in all my classes. I didn't have my car that day because my mom needed to use it, so I had to walk home (a good hour+ walk) and I remember looking at things alot more closely. I live near a golf course so there's alot of trees and wildlife around, and I remember how beautiful I thought everything was that day, and how it could all change in a matter of seconds. Then that night, EVERYONE had to put gas on, and of course, so did we. Put gas on the BMW, the Mystique, and the 6000. Waited in line most of the night, then the Fargo Forum had a special edition newspaper out, with all the news of the day. I still have that paper, and will never get rid of it. It's painful memories, but it's now part of our country's history, and another challenge that we have pulled through. I still cant imagine the feeling of being on a plane, and knowing that it's the last thing you'll see. Terribly sad
