Thursday, September 11, 2008

100 Words - 41

A plane just flew into the WTC.

That's not funny; my dad works there.

I'm not kidding.

My mind starts churning. What's going on? Is it my dad's tower? Crap, is he in the one with or without the antenna?

No phones worked, not at any of his offices. I had no idea where my dad was. I was in college and in charge of a dorm. I had to hold it together.

I called the school my mom had JUST started teaching at.

Hi, I'm Erin, Mrs. E's daughter.

Erin, your dad is fine, he just called here.

--from Seriously?!?!?

2 comments:

Martha said...

Thank you for sharing your story. I'm glad your dad is okay. He must have lost so many friends and coworkers that day.

battynurse said...

I'm glad your dad is ok. All the stories from that day leave me almost speechless.