Sunday, September 11, 2011
I was working at Pfizer on 9/11. When the first plane hit, people were buzzing about it, but we didn't know many details. But when the second plane hit, we were all rendered silent. I'll never forget rushing back to my desk from the cafeteria to check on my family members in New York (one of whom worked at WTC building 3). I immediately prayed for those involved and hoped for the best. It was a relief when our bosses streamlined the news on our computers so we could stay in the loop. Eventually, they let us go home. I drove home as fast as I could and held my family close. Then we settled in and watched the coverage for the rest of the day. My family members were okay, but so many people were not. My heart goes out to those who have lost loved ones. And I will always remember.