I was inside a kitchen; saw boss putting hands on head in disbelief; came out and saw second plane hit, then asked. Boss said not movie, really happening, yes; couldn't believe.
Salem, lived in Lynn on 9/11
I was in Boston. My husband had an eye injury and needed to go to the doctor. His mother was coming to pick him up because I had depositions at a law firm in Boston. She called and told us to put on the television. I thought, "How awful!" and kissed my husband goodbye and told him to call me later. As I drove into Boston the news got worse and worse. Think I must have been one of the last people let up into the building. As we watched the news on television in the conference room, all eyes continued to glance out the window as the building overlooked Logan airport. Finally, the attorney who called the deposition agreed to reschedule (which only made sense since the witness was stuck in the lobby as security wasn't letting anyone up) and we all gathered our things to go home. As I drove out of the parking garage I was terrified at the empty, quiet streets. I said a silent thank-you that my husband was not in his office in the John Hancock Tower and made my way home. I spent the rest of the day watching television and praying for those at the centers of the tragedy.