Like most Americans, I can tell you exactly where I was and what I was doing when I first heard the towers had been struck. I was in Nashville, had gotten up early to meet a friend for breakfast and more studying - I was in my final review of mortuary school.
I first heard it on the radio and thought it was some sick morning show, got home to get ready for school, walked in my front door and the television was on and the first tower was on fire and minutes later the second plane hit. I had no idea in those few minutes what type of impact these events would have on the rest of my life.
I was a 9-11 volunteer, and there are not words to describe what it feels like to listen to the families, hug those families, stand on the roof of a backhoe in the center of ground zero, or be surrounded by what is left of those that died that day.