My 9-11 story
I got on an Amtrak train in Springfield at 6:30 am, headed for Chicago. Cell phones were a bit less common then; I didn't have one, but others did and soon enough, there was still plenty of buzz with people talking about the Trade Center and Pentagon and security issues in Chicago. I heard words like lockdown and "vacate." I learned that the Sears Tower had emptied of people, and so had most of downtown. When I got to Chicago, it was like a ghost town not only around Union Station and the Sears Tower, but everywhere. There were "closed" signs on nearly all the businesses and buildings. I went to one of the few open restaurants to watch video of what had happened. I got the details two or three hours after the rest of the country. Everybody was watching, of course. I had a meeting scheduled but I knew nobody would be there, so I didn't go. I called a friend in the Loop, and he asked me to bring him some food because he couldn't find any places open near his building. So I did. Luckily for me, I had a return ticket to Springfield that evening, and the train actually ran on time. Looking back, I'm surprised it did. I wish I had kept by train ticket stubs from that day. What's your 9-11 story?