I was my office in Rabat, Morocco when I heard the news. I was working with mostly Americans at the time. Google was at a crawl, and most news sites and portals like the BBC, CNN and Yahoo! didn’t work. We left the office for a while to go to watch CNN via satellite. Everyone was incredulous.
I visited NYC in 2002 – briefly. I was in South Manhattan overnight on my way back from Haiti. I had time the next morning to go to ground zero. I was alone in New York in front of the church just next to the site, reading the “Wall of Memories”. I have never cried spontaneously in public except at that moment.
I found this photo tribute which I thought was a very good way to sum up some of the feelings of the event. Lest we forget.