Oi. 9:30/:45ish AM "Lisa! You might wanna come down here!" err....she woke me up for what? Is someone downstairs?? I don't wanna see anyone in my PJs.... - grab my cell & call Mom up - "what's goin' on, whydya want me to come down?" Something about a plan crash and the twin towers and then she got all chokey - "Uhhrr, I gotta go, I gotta go." Click. Shit. Head downstairs to sit and watch CNN with Mom. Dad had called - a plane accidentally crashed into one of the Twin Towers (AKA World Trade Center) and it was just wild - some kind of freak accident until as everyone's watching the one tower burning, a plane, another one comes fuckin' schwooping down and crashes practically straight through the 2nd tower. Right while everone's watching. Then the news flashes that the Pentagon was on fire in one of the wings - later to discover that it was a 3rd plane crash. Then we called everyone. Dad, Dave, Rachel, Hayley, Melissa, Amy, then Maggie and Dennis in DC - everyone was okay. Building One (the 1st bldg to be hit, that is) was smokier, hmm...another explosion? Thru the smoke we saw a hint of blue. Blue? Blue sky. Blue sky that's not supposed to be there. Oh no, it must have collapsed! Mom keeps calling Dad to get him to leave work and come the fug home and while on the horn to Grandmom/Nana Irma (who we couldn't reach all morning) I saw the far away view of the buildings w/the first one go poof! & implode & collapse. I screamed "Gee-zus Chr-ist! The 2nd one collapsed!" It was unreal. Within an hour 2 buildings with thousands of people were hit and just dropped. People were jumping out of the windows as we switched over to ABC? Channel 6? - whatever - the Peter Jennings network & saw the 2nd building crash footage which was the schwooping one and it was terrifying. It was going so fast. As the day progressed I had to go to work. Everything was so quiet and everyone was upset. Bishop said he had 2 friends in Manhattan and couldn't reach either of them. I went in the back and found out that we were closing at 6pm. On my way back to the café Bishop was standing btwn the café and the soundtracks. I really wanted to hug him from even b/4 I got into work, but he's not too touchy feely, but as I walked toward him he opened up his arms and I said, "Oh I so need a hug from you"and just wrapped my arms @ (lisa* shorthand for: around) his neck & he just squeezed me real tight. We left at about 6:20 and for the next 40 minutes just sat outside the store and smoked and talked: about the plane crashes, music, Diana Krall, & stuff. Hug goodbye and head home.
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