Where were you when you first heard about or saw the 9/11 terrorist attacks?
I was casing mail for my route when a co-worker called out to everyone to immediately rally in the break room. The sky was clear blue, a perfect early fall day. What I saw on that TV shook me to the bone. The Twin Towers were under some surreal attack! We huddled closer together to hear and see what was happening, NOW, in real time. Our supervisor appeared with orders for us to return to our routes and get out to the street. I will never forget how quiet a usually noisy Middletown, NJ rush hour morning was. There was not a soul or vehicle on the roads that day or the next couple days. Just the mail trucks where we all conferred that many patrons came to their doors to inquire if we heard any news. Our mayor said our appearance representing our federal systems gave citizens a bit of confidence that the gov’t was up and running. After work that fateful day I ventured to the Atlantic Highlands Marina and was quickly put to work handing out water to terrified folks who made it to the ferry and also drove many to their homes. Middletown lost many of our patrons when the towers went down. The fear and shock in those folks eyes haunt my dreams to this day. I was a reservist during this time, following active service in Desert Storm. Training began in earnest for the missions to come in 9/11’s wake. Thank you.