I was working at a dealership body shop in Farifax, VA at the time. One of the salesmen ran into the body shop office and said a plane had hit the WTC, and they had the TV in the customer lounge tuned to coverage. The dealership is located on Rt 50, only about 10 miles from the Pentagon, and I can remember clearly the fire trucks, ambulances, and other emergency vehicles rushing from neighboring citys, towns, and counties rushing toward DC for hours following the attack on the Pentagon. I was 20 years old at the time, my son was in a day care center in Ashburn, VA and my wife was out of town on a work retreat. My mom was working for EDS in Herndon, VA which leased space out to the FAA. I was able to get a hold of my mom, and arranged for her to pick up my son from day care, and take him back to her house. I left work and headed home as fast as I could, and it ended up taking nearly 3 hours to cover the 20 some miles to my mom's house. I was listening to Don & Mike on WJFK while all of this was going on, and a caller got through to them and said something about a bomb at the Leesburg, VA Air Route Traffic Control Center which was less than 3 miles from my parent's house. Fortunately, nothing ever came of that... About a week later, I had a customer come in to the body shop for an estimate on his car, and he identified himself as a Major in the Army. I asked if he knew anyone at the Pentagon that day, and he told me not only was he there, he had been one of the people that pulled people out of the building. He told me this as he was rolling up his sleeves to reveal the cuts, scrapes, and bruises on his forearms. I will NEVER forget.