I went to work like normal. And I cried a bit. That was surprising, really - it’s not the sort of thing I do, but I did. And for a good time after, I cried (or nearly cried) every time I thought about it, and I didn’t know anyone directly affected by the attacks.
I don’t know what it is about this year (as opposed to last year, or 2003), is it just because Sept. 11 is on a Tuesday again?
I had forgotten this: About 9:30 mountain time on 9/11/01 I got an automated call from United Airlines informing me that a flight I had booked (for later that month) had been changed, but as it was an administrative decision I would not be charged for the change. Very weird phone call.
At that point I was thinking I would just cancel the flight altogether, who wanted to travel? Ever again? The flight in question was to National in DC, which was why it was canceled. (A couple of weeks later I got a call from the FBI saying, “On September 11 you changed a flight on United Airlines from National to Dulles, why did you do that?” They also were real interested in why, originally, I had booked a flight into National and my flight out of Dulles. I had to explain that I flew into National because it was closer to where I was staying but I habitually flew out of Dulles because the particular flight I took was often overbooked, leading to freebies. That sounded kind of lame when I explained it in the wake of Sept. 11. I was impressed by their thoroughness. I really couldn’t believe they called me, it was all very weird.)