When I was growing up, the common question was "Where were you the day Kennedy was shot?" It's safe to say that question has now been replaced by "Where were you the morning of 9/11?" So, I'll start it off..... I had a late start that morning and I was on my way to work. I turned on my radio to listen to some news. At first I thought that they were broadcasting a local town hall meeting (which are notorious for being somewhat chaotic), but then I heard sirens in the background, then I realized it wasn't a local broadcast.... at first the announcer (was it Peter Jennings?) said that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center, I thought it was an accident, then I heard a plane had flown into the Pentagon... I realized that we were under attack...... By the time I got to work (it's a 20 minute commute for me), the radio had announced that all flights over the United States had been grounded.