Oddly enough, we did not turn on the TV that morning while getting ready for work. It's usually on every morning but for some reason it wasn't. Maybe because I would have been glued to the tube had it been on.
Anyway, a few blocks from home I turn left on Auburn Folsom Rd., sometimes with no waiting, sometimes after a few cars pass. That morning was different...the cars were bumper to bumper and just sitting there. After a few minutes a nice man motioned for me to go ahead of him and then we looked like a long caterpiller just creeping along. I figured there had been a terrible automobile accident and it was going to make me late getting to school.
You see, I was a special education teacher in El Dorado County so I drove over the "dam road" every day. It was a great short cut and saved us from going through Folsom. I like to drive in peace and quiet so of course I didn't have the radio on. After a few minutes of creeping my cell phone rang. It was my husband reporting that our daughter had called and told him to turn on the TV. To my amazement the problem was not a car accident at all but what is now known as 9/11.
I arrived at school about an hour and a half later since the "dam road" had been ordered closed as a precaution. It seemed like everyone was trying to find a better, faster way to get around but it wasn't happenin' Luckily I had an aide who came from a different direction and made it to school on time and she had the class well under control.
I can remember on that day just wanting to be with my family. It really put things in perspective.
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN YOU HEARD ABOUT 9/11?