I'm sure each of us has solemnly reflected on where we were and what we were doing when we heard of the planes crashing into the WTC towers, the Pentagon and into the field near Shanksville, PA. My story is pretty mundane. At home watching the news about the 1st plane thinking, 'What a horrible accident' and then knowing it was no accident while watching the 2nd plane crash into the 2nd tower. Wondering what was the next target. Worried about my friends who were flying that day. Wondering how much to tell my children, ages 10 and 7. Feeling horrified and helpless as it all unfolded before my eyes that morning. I'm sure many of you had a much more personal experience on that day. Some of you may have been in the Pentagon or have friends who were. Where were you?