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I was up early that morning, driving. I turned on the radio. My heart started to beat very fast. I pulled over. The first tower went down. I thought of my son in college in California, nineteen at the time. I remember thinking to myself in the car, "That's it. North America's history has changed forever. Joness will never know the world the same as I've known it." I sat there a long time before pulling back into traffic. People were driving more slowly, more carefully. At traffic lights, people looked at each other. You could tell by their eyes. They knew it, too. |