In April of 2001 we moved from Huntington Beach, Ca to Reno, NV. 6 months later, with a 3 hours time difference, I was awoken by a phone call while my girls were still asleep. It was my sister Perri calling from my home town of Poughkeepsie in upstate NY to inform me of the tragedy and urged me to turn on the news to see what was happening. I watch with disbelief and sadness all the footage of the 1 plane flying into the Trade Center, then a live shot of the 2nd plane taking all those lives. It felt like there was going to be even more tragic events to the world as a whole...I didn't think it was going to end.

A nephew of ours works in the Empire State building and was in the Trade Center just the day before as he is an architect. He was our main concern as a family member, but of course all the victims and their families were in our prayers. 

My 9/11 Story

What I was doing

5,100 Miles Too Far Away

Another War

They sent us home

Getting ready to play some Playstation 2.

I Remember

Fear Got a Little Closer to Home

Even in Alaska

New Dad! "This isn't Sports Center"

Stunned and Speechless

A kid from another continent

An unforgettable sunny day in Greece

4th grader at the time

Where I was for 9/11