My dad had lunch in the World Trade Center complex the day before it was attacked. Whenever he talks about it, I get chills all over. I was only ten at the time but I remember how the world stopped and watched the towers tumble to the ground, changing the history of the most powerful nation on earth.
He was in the USA on a business trip and he left New York on the 10th to attend some meetings in Chicago the next day. I was so young I didn’t even remember that at first, people thought the plane crashing into the first tower was an accident. My dad watched the second plane crash into the building with the broadcast journalist going “OH MY GOD, THERE’S A SECOND PLANE -“.
There were no meetings that day. There was a plane that was missing and the media were saying it was headed to the Sears Tower, located in Chicago, precisely two blocks away from where my dad was. Needless to say people ran for their lives, headed for Canada; it was a ghost town. My dad and the people who were with him did what they could; got away from the tower on foot as fast as they could.
It was a truly defining moment in history, and it’s been exactly ten years today. A defining moment that resulted in a stupid war and the ruin of the United States. It’s just so important to remember what caused all of this mess, not only because of the lives lost, but because of how deeply a whole population was wounded.