What I remember is us finally deciding to drive from California to East Coast one week later (our flight was cancelled) and seeing flags hanging from overpasses, cement mixers with the flag painted on their body; cars with flags blowing in the wind -- an immense 'come together' spirit. We ended up in Marriott's Boston Custom House where we could see the airport where some of the terrorists took off. Still brings chills to my spine.
Let us also not forget the third airliner that crashed into the Pentagon and the fourth plane that crashed into a field near Shanksville in rural Somerset County, Pennsylvania, after some of its passengers and flight crew attempted to retake control of the plane.
I still can't watch the news reports of that day without feeling sick to my stomach and emotionally distraught.
I think that is it worse is some ways than many other pivotal events in history. It changed our world, and there is video that captured that day, captured it forever. Those videos, happening as a live feed, not only told the story, but made you feel like you were in those locations with those events. I wasn't there physically, but I was there emotionally. I can only image the feelings of those who were there physically.
It will be a day I never ever forget, but a day I wish I never reaaly want to remember.