September 10, 2001.
The day before the Towers fell.
The day before I knew/cared what FDNY stood for.
The day before the Global War On Terror interrupted American serenity and prosperity.
What I remember is that, listening to the radio as I drove to work every morning, I would tune in the Tech Report which included geek tidbits like AMD's new (!) x86-64 CPUs, and ads for Dell desktops with 100MHz clock speeds and 256 GB hard drives.
The Tech Report also included news about Tech stock prices. Up and up and up they went. I would tune in and think, "Wow, wouldn't it be great to be a millionaire with money to invest without a care; wouldn't it be be great to make a bundle on these tech stock things?!"
Wouldn't it be great?
The next day they weren't talking about computer geek stuff.
From the studio in New York City, the tech editor was talking about the World Trade Center. Both towers were on fire -- somehow.
I hadn't even had coffee yet.
An airplane hit the buildings? Somehow?
And then it happened.
On 11 September 2001, at 6:59AM Pacific Daylight Time: WTC2 (South Tower) collapsed. Before another half hour, WTC1 (North Tower) collapsed.
That was a strange day at work. All the planes grounded. People trying to get news. Talking about the falling man. Engaging in conjecture.
But looking back, it's September 10th of 2001 that seems strange.