I also remember everything I did that day, I was at work. The boss went home to grab a TV, around 2 pm pacific standard time we just let the employees go home. Nothing was going to be accomplished, no one could focus.
Every year I dread the memorial because I too think.. Are we all going to pretend again we think this is what really happened?
It’s interesting to hear everyone’s “where I was” stories, as it seems we all remember in such detail.
I agree, I can’t watch any of it... it just seems crazy that all this time we can’t even acknowledge some of the aspects that make no sense. I guess that’s what happens when so many emotions are attached to a situation, it’s seen as inappropriate to discuss or question. Maybe one day we will be able to.