There are very few days in my life that I recall details of a given day, but 9/11 is a day I remember a lot of details. Until I take my last breath, I will never forget what happened on 9/11. Thanks to all those men and women that serve so we can be be free.
My family and I were in the middle of Typhoon Nari, for the third time. Nari seemed to not want to leave Okinawa alone. Wife and I were up playing 1-on-1 Uno, while our daughter (18mo, at the time) was sleeping. Decided to turn on the TV and find something to watch, was more like background noise. Thought we stumbled across some "B flick," that was pretty screwed up, until the second plane hit the towers. A few minutes later, the "giant voice" kicked off, via cable system, that USA was under attack. All of my neighbors and I stepped out into the storm, into our storage units, and grabbed our "go bags." The storm cleared, and we started busting butt getting as many aircraft (F-15C/D) ready to go.