I was driving into Manhattan, listening to Howard and talking to one of my friends on my cell. I heard Howard mention that someone just flew into the World Trade Center. I knew this was fucked up so I got off the phone, turned around and went home. I watched the rest of the events unfold on tv. In the 90s, I used to go to the WTC almost every day. I had some accounts there, I had friends who worked there, I went to Moran's after work for Happy Hour, I took the PATH into the WTC when I was living in Hoboken, I celebrated New Years Eve at the Windows on the World one year, etc etc. I have big panoramic pics of me and my friends in front of the Towers. I miss seeing them in the skyline when I drive into the city. Worst of all, though, I lost friends that day.