I was in college, living in a triple room in a dorm devoted to sororities. I was half asleep and still in bed, when one of my sorority sisters burst into the room and said that a plane had flown into the World Trade Tower in NY. I told her to shut up and get out because we thought she was being stupid. She persisted. Turning on our 20’ inch tv. We saw the smoke and replay of the first tower being hit. And then the second tower was hit. And then the Pentagon. Unbelievably surreal. We had trouble contacting family and friends. We wanted to hear voices and reassurance. We blew off classes. And when it all sunk in, I realized friends should be going to war as a result of this terror. I have several friends leave and even less come back.