I was on my daily morning commute when my wife called to tell me the about the terrorist attack. I was listening to a CD at the time, so I turned on the radio and listened to it for the rest of the commute. When I got to work, people were watching the event unfold on the TV in the conference room. Everyone was silent...
Then, I get a call from my boss asking me to come up to his house to fix his computer (he telecommutes). When I got there and figured out what the problem was, I realized that I had accidentally left a CD that I needed back at work. Rather than drive all the way back to work (about 40 miles) for the CD, I just decided to download what I needed. Well, on a fully bonded ISDN connection, it still took a hell of a long time to download. So, I took this opportunity to watch the news for a couple hours.
In hindsight, it would have been faster to drive back to work, but I figured what the hell, sh|t's going down in NYC, my boss won't mind if I take my time.
Now, I don't usually like to share much personal information on the internet, but this next part is what I most remember about that day...
My wife's grandfather was checked into the hospital in the ICU the night before. He had been battling cancer for the last year, and wasn't doing that well. Unfortunately, he passed away the morning of 9/11. The story I heard later was that he was comatose most of the night before and earlier that morning. He woke up to hear the bad news. Being a WWII veteran, I guess something stirred inside him, and he became more alert as he saw what had happened on the TV in his room.
My mother-in-law was there with him during this time, and she tried to explain what was happening in the aftermath. She said she'll never forget what he said next... and neither will I.
He said: "I better get going, so one of them can stay."
Seemingly exhausted, he then went to sleep and never woke up.
I never was really close to my grandparents on my side of the family, so I considered this man to be
my Grandpa. I miss him, and this whole 9/11 memorial just underscores that feeling...
