Driving to work hearing about an airplane crash in NYC, spending half of the day sick to my stomach with co-workers hundle around a TV. Completely pissed at the images of some Middle East bastards dance in the streets. Going home and giving my kids and wife a hug, thinking our world has forever changed.I remember the eerie silence of no airplane traffic also Irie. My father was stuck on the tarmac at Sea-Tac for 4hrs trying to get to Vegas. **Never Forget**