We were getting ready to open the bank that morning.... I was in my office. Wife called & started talking some crazy shit about a plane hitting the WTC. I went out into the lobby, & the girls had the TV on & everyone was dumbfounded. As we were trying to make sense of it.... The 2nd plane hit... Then we knew for certain it was a terrorist attack & we were at war. One plane was hard enough to comprehend hitting the tower... But two was a certainty Then the Pentagon, & later all the media started talking about the plane heading west, & guessing it was going for the Sears' Tower. My youngest 2 were home already, but I went to school & picked up my oldest who was in 1st grade. My mind was scrambling & all I could think of was how many more targets were they going after, Red Dawn, looters, etc, & if life as we knew it was gonna end... I wanted all my babies home with me where I at least had a chance of protecting them Once things settled down later in the day.... I spent the next several days glued to the TV watching every shred of anything they televised. Those couple days are burned in my brain for eternity