I had a close friend pass away on 9-11 in the north tower. I remember him every day and i know he's looking down and watching out for me. I'll never forget you bro.
I remember that mourning very well. I was sitting in the car after taking a friend to work, jamming out to the radio and they come on saying shit about the towers and what not. I took it as a joke since that station was pretty comedy based anyhow, but after a few minutes i thought it was one of those small Sesna type planes.
So i run into my buddys work and say "Dude, i think a plane just hit the Trade Towers." I grabbed the cell phone and tried to call my buddy in the North tower, but all i got was his voice mail. I knew something was wrong. His voice mail never picks up at that time of the mourning. So i run down the block to a barber shop and talk with the guys in there. Next thing you know, the next plane hit.
I've seen ALOT of shit in my life so far, but that by far was the sickest thing i have ever seen.
This pisses me off just talking about it so i'm going to cut it short. To all those who passed away and those who made the ultimate sacrifice, I'll always remember you. To my man Blue, I'll never forget you bro. Your always here with me brother.