For my generation, this day is like the anniversary of the lunar landing was for our parents. You remember nearly everything about a day whose events were so startling, the entire world changed.
My story was that I was at an MGMA conference in Philly on September 10 and nearly got to stay another night when my flight got canceled. Arriving at the airport, I discovered I had been rescheduled on an 8AM flight on September 11, 2001 out of Philadelphia. But I had played hooky and left the conference in time to make an early flight. That is how I narrowly escaped being in the air during the attacks.
I remember running late most of the morning and getting most of my information from a much-too-slow internet connection at work. All day I gathered news between patients and considered driving up to New York to help. I was glued all evening to CNN, until just around midnight when they showed a close-up slow-motion image of the second plane penetrating the surface of the building. By then it had sunk in; there were too few survivors to help.
Dr. Val was in lower Manhattan that day. Her recollections are a moving expression of what many health care staff went through that day.