Me? I was home eating breakfast when I heard on the radio that a small plane had collided with the World Trade Center. Turned on CNN, saw a smoking hole and thought it looked too big for a Cessna. Minutes later, a plane passed by in the background, then 10 seconds later it smashed into the other tower. Quickly said goodbye to my wife and headed into work at Philly.com, even though I was a sports guy and my shift didn’t start for 6 hours.

The drive in was like a bad dream, stomach dropping, listening to the radio, scanning the sky for a plane headed for Philadelphia.

Arrived in office moments after the first tower fell. Such a fearful, sad moment, thinking 15,000 or 20,000 people had probably died. 3,000 was plenty.

Hardest work day ever. Hope to never see another like it. And hope we some day move past the fear and remember what “normal” is like, but I don’t think we’re there.