I'll never forget returning from a jog on the morning of September 11, 2001. My roommate at UW-Madison told me that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center in NYC. I called my parents back in Neenah to tell them to turn on the tv and then watched my television in shock before heading off to pharmacy school with a heavy heart.
I was near tears last night when I called my parents to tell them to turn on the tv to catch the news if they hadn't heard about Bin Laden's demise already. Finally, after 10 years, justice is serviced. God Bless those brave soldiers and our entire military!