I was in 3rd grade. i had just gotten up, and i headed downstairs, only to find my mom and dad staring at the tv, looking at a loss for words. once they noticed i was awake, they came over and made me breakfast, still listening to the tv, but just wanting to make things at least a little normal for me. i didn't really understand what all of it meant at the time. i can remember looking at the tv, watching as they replayed the video of the planes crashing into the towers time and time again, and thinking 'wow. this is going to be talked about tomorrow,' only to find out that it was very significant and that we would still be talking about it for years to come.
HR Manager of EDC::Proud Klutzer::Midnight Sun Virgin