I had to be in court that morning to identify a woman who'd stolen from our business. My husband and I were both trying to get ready to leave and getting in each other's way, so I went upstairs to another bathroom to dry my hair. The television was on downstairs and when I turned the dryer off, I heard someone say, OMG a plane has hit the WTC. I went downstairs to take a look at the tv and thought it looked like a small plane. I went back to our bathroom and told my husband that a plane had hit the tower and I went back to finish getting ready to go. It wasn't long after that he yelled for me that another plane had hit and we knew it wasn't an accident. I got in the car, turned on the radio and headed for town. I was sitting at a stop light when they announced that the Pentagon had been hit. I recall wondering if I was being stupid by going to a government building ( the courthouse ), when it appeared we were under attack. I went and sat in the courtroom and no one said a word about what was going on outside. After court was finished I got back in my car and heard that the first tower had fallen and they thought the second was going. Casualty estimates were above 30,000. I can still feel the ice cold horror at the thought of 30,000 people dying in those buildings. Thankfully, those estimates were wrong. I went to work and everyone that came in seemed shell shocked. I left work a little early, called my assistant scout leader told him I was cancelling our meeting. I stopped in my driveway and picked up the Tennessean newspaper. It had a picture of George Bush looking dejected over the economy on the front page. I wrapped the paper in plastic to preserve it because I knew the world would never be the same.
