Time Moves On…

Twenty years ago I was living and working in Germany. I’d just been back to the states for two weeks, to complete the national security studies program and graduate from the Army War College, despite a boss who didn’t want me to make the trip. Thankfully I didn’t listen to him. But I’d just returned to work, when that bright and beautiful day in September, everything changed.

I had the TV on in my office, watching CNN International live as the second plane slammed into the twin towers in New York. Then carnage unfolded at the Pentagon. We all just stopped, stared, and sank down into our chairs, unable to do anything but watch. Some tried frantically to call friends or family. No one could get through.