When the radio clicked on, there was no newsflash or bulletin. It was just the usual morning DJs on KWOD being almost as goofy as any other day. But they said all state offices were closed for non-essential employees and that the airport had been shut down. I was half asleep and confused.
For a moment I had visions of a snow-covered landscape, the kind I used to wake up to as a kid when the guy on the radio talked about things being closed and shut down. Obviously we don't get a lot of snow in Sacramento in September.
Julie was awake. She looked as confused as I was. I shut off the radio and turned the TV to channel 3. Their camera was trained on an unfamiliar cityscape covered in a cloud of smoke. They mentioned the Pennsylvania, the Pentagon, and attacks. I couldn't grasp the big picture of what was happening. A moment later, they showed footage of WTC tower two with a gaping wound. "That doesn't look good," I thought. Then it fell. I was utterly shocked.
I spent most of the day watching the news. I met up for lunch with the SacWeb folks who had been let out of work. I remember that the city seemed eerily quiet.
I can't believe it's been a whole year already.