I remember it vividly, as I am sure most adults do. I was going through a First Aid and CPR training for my internship in college at Baylor in Waco. Before the training had started, my boss had told me that a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center twin towers. Like everyone else at the time, I thought it was a terrible accident. While we were sitting the the training, another staff member kept coming into the room to talk our instructor and we could tell something was wrong as our instructor appeared more and more distracted. Finally after both towers fell, the staff member came in and told us what was going on. He said we would reschedule the rest of our training and we were dismissed. I went home and with my friends, we sat in front of the TV and watched the horror unfold on the news. My boyfriend at the time was working in downtown Houston. I remember him calling to tell me that all of downtown Houston had been evacuated.