It's a few hours early, but it's 9-11 in parts of the world, and I may be selfish, but I really want an American to start this thread. (No offense to any of our foreign brothers. It's just a matter of National Pride, to me.) I am hoping we can all share some stories of what we were doing that day, and maybe some videos that remind us how blessed we are. Please, I know the whole 9-11 Truth movement and all those videos, but I say out of respect for the Fallen, let's keep it to we agree that the status quo is what really happened. I remember really well that day. The sky was so beautiful that morning in the whole US. I remember the weatherman showing how there wasn't a storm cell, cloud accumulation or anything in the whole United States. I remember walking out of the room I was in (was on leave) and the birds were chirping, lazily flying around. The morning air was crisp. I walked across the lot into the local eatery and started ordering some Waffles and eggs. I noticed one of the mexican workers staring at the TV. I turned around and saw the 1st tower on fire. I was immediately on alert, because I was thinking On a clear day, how can a pilot fly into a building so tall? I sat down with the workers, a couple who were already calling family to wake up and turn on the tv. A few moments after I sat down, the second plane flew into the building, and the uproar in the eatery was deafening. The guy to my right looked at me and said, with a sad smile," This is the end of the US as us Illegals know it. In a few years, this country will be so paranoid, anyone entering illegally will be considered one of these terrorists." He started crying, and I learned later he was almost due citizenship. After 9-11, he was deported with his whole family. I remember within 1 minute after the second tower, my phone rang, and I was informed leave was cancelled. I had to drive some odd 300 miles to get back to Fort Lewis.On the way up the major highway here in Washington, there was almost no one driving. I remember looking up in the sky, and for the only time I will ever see it in my life, it was clear of any jet trails. I've never really cried for that day, even losing family in the event. I was determined and resolved to make those who were suspected of doing it, accountable for their actions. To this day I am still fascinated by the events, and I have spent many numerous hours pouring over documents and videos, just trying to get an explanation that isn't based in irrational fear of an unknown enemy. I know since that day, there have been a few days like that morning, where I wake up and say," This is a 9-11 day."