It was a normal late summer morning as I arrived at work and gave a freshman seminar tour of the library at 9 AM. As I was finishing it a colleague told me that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. At that point everyone thought that it was just a small private plane had hit the building by accident. As time passed on we knew it was a terrorist attack. It was very hard to reach the news sites on the Internet at that time. I sat in my boss' office and heard the reports on the radio. NJIT closed at 12 noon.All the public transportation was closed so I had no way of getting home and no way of determining when it would resume. My boss graciously let me stay at his house in Metuchen. I was inconvenienced for one night, but I thought of the thousands who had perished in the three locations. This must never happen again.
Every day when I go through Penn Station I see National Guardsmen and police with bomb sniffing dogs. A mass transit hub is always a vulnerable place for a terrorist attack. Whenever I go to a sporting event I am patted down by security. These are reminders of the tragic events of September 11, 2001.
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