I was getting ready for work. Had the TV on. Saw the second plane hit. Called my parents and told them to turn on the TV.
The closest person to me who was involved was remote. It was a woman who grew up with my ex. They were like cousins. She was a chef who worked at a restaurant on the top of one of the towers.
She was not due at work until 10a. She was safe.
Time kills all gods.