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Just Another Tuesday…
or not.
Now it’s one of those days — you know where you were when you heard the news- and you will always remember:
President Kennedy killed — I was in chemistry class — news station was broadcasted over the classroom’s loudspeaker
John Lennon murdered — I was just getting up and heard it on the radio
9–11 (and that’s all you need to say):
I was sitting in my car in front of a nursing home in western Pennsylvania. I’d spent Monday driving from Allentown and today, along with a Regional Nurse and Corporate Dietician, I would start a routine quality assurance review before their state inspection.
The local PBS station made the announcement before I got out of the car — very little information about exactly who and why — at first it was mentioned as an accident but that had changed by the time I was inside the facility.
I found the main lounge full of staff and a few residents and the large screen television tuned to the Today Show — it was Katie Couric and Matt Laurer reporting the bad news. With the second plane flying into another tower, the idea of an accident had been changed to a deliberate deed — an attack on American soil. And the thought was overwhelming.
