It was Junior year for me. I remember well, I remember getting up and going to school. I was sitting in "Homeroom" getting the "school information" on the loud speaker, when they announced that our teachers were to turn on the televisions in our classrooms. I was the closest and my teacher asked me to do so. The image we saw I'm sure will always be burned into our minds. I remember them saying that we can go home to be with our families should we choose to. I remember heading to my locker and getting all my things. Then when I was getting ready to leave, I remembered seeing one of my friends from theatre, sitting on the steps crying. I walked over to talk to him. His mother was with him. His father was in one of the towers. At the time they still weren't sure which one. So he worried all day. I remember staying with him, rather than going home. I was there when they got the call.


Two weeks later when my friend turned 18, he enlisted.