I had just turned 18 when it happened. I was on my way to work at a restaurant, taking back roads into town. I was trying to get some rock and roll playing on my car radio, but all that was on was news reports. I didn't even listen to any of them long enough to realize what was going on, as I continued to try to get some music on for my early morning drive to work. It wasn't until I arrived at the restaurant where I worked that I found out what events were unfolding. All of my coworkers were gathered around a small radio, and everyone was very worried. When I left work there were huge lines of car at all of the gas stations, because people were afraid there was going to be a disruption in oil importation. I finally found one where the line wasn't too terribly long, because I really needed to fuel up my car.
It seems like it's been forever ago, but at the same time it feels like just yesterday. Kind of hard to explain. But that was an unforgettable day, both because of the extreme tragedy as well as because of the uncertainty everyone was feeling about what was going on in the world.