Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Where were you?
Six years ago today I was sitting in Dallas Love Field when the World Trade Center and the Pentagon were hit by hijacked planes. It was a weird place to be. For about an hour after the first tower fell, the airport turned off all the televisions in the waiting lounges. There was an enormous amount of confusion. Not only were all departing flights cancelled, but numerous planes quickly began making unscheduled landings, letting passengers off -- without gates -- that were clueless why they were landing in Dallas.
I only knew something terrible was wrong. Luckily, I was able to rent a car and I drove home.