I recall getting ready for work on this day and as the habit turned on the morning news. As I passed the TV my eyes caught sight of a horrible picture of a once large building with a gaping, burning hole on its side. For a moment I thought it was some advertisement for a new disaster flick. But what ever initiated doubt soon changed it to harsh reality. I was a few minutes late for work and as I moped around my coworkers chided me about being so pre-occupied, and even poked fun of my bewildering daze. When I told them about the news no one could comprehend its shock value. I realized from their normal demeanor that they had not seen the news. It was a different story the next day. By that time I had digested enough to avoid further contact - further news exposure to the horror - they instead became glued to the evening news and neither had been able to sleep - they came to work the next day looking worse than I had the previous. We talked about it during lunch and all three of us openly wept. We unanimously admitted we were gripped with a gut wrenching fear which was peppered with more questions than answers - why, why to so many innocent people...and will it happen again? I pray that it does not... at least, at the VERY least.... never by our own people.





