I was on a night paving job so sleeping on the couch... feel asleep watching CNN (about the only thing its good for). Woke up seeing the north tower on fire. Thought it was a movie at first, then thought NYFD was going to have a tough time putting that fire out. Then the second plane hit and I was shocked... turned on all my scanners to listen to what was going on.
Called my boss and sent would out to our crews... that night I went to work with four scanners monitoring everything. Nobody knew what was really going on or what / where the next target would be.
There was a lot of talk about the big fuel tank farms in the area and my boss told me and my NC DOT counterpart to keep our nuclear density gauges under lock when not actually using them.
Being born in NY it hit hard, being a vol firefighter at the time my first thoughts went to the firefighters and other emergency workers... losing 343 brothers in one moment was a major shock to everyone.
To be honest... I was fighting mad and frustrated cause I couldn't dish out some good ol American pay-back.
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