I was at home, because I was not yet old enough to go to school. My parents were in my bedroom with the door, closed. I could hear the television on. I opened the door, cautiously, and walked in and saw my father trying to comfort my mother, who was crying, I asked, “What’s wrong mommy?” my father replied, “Blake, please go in the other room.” I did not know what was happening, nor did I know how that day would impact the World, in such a way, that nobody would ever forget.