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I remember that day, it had been a bad enough year for us, (earthquake in feb & my husbands car wreck just amonth earlier).
was laying beside my husband waiting for the alarm to go off to get my son off to school & then head to the paint shop to drop off our 95 camaro for its new hood & paint job.
when my brother in law (who was living with us at the time) came knocking on our bedroom door to turn on our TV.
So we did just in time to watch the towers fall.
shortly after that the phone calls started coming in from family members asking if he was going to be shipped out. heck at that point in time We didnt even know if he was going to be allowed on base.
dropped off the car & came back home, turned on the TV & didnt shut it off, for a week or two.
my son came home saying hatefull words about Arabic people (he was only 7yrs at the time) we set him straight.
I jumped ever time the phone rang hoping it wasnt the phone call to ship my husband over seas. (that came in 05 thought)
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