I remember it really well. That being said, I don’t think that I understood what it meant because I think I thought that 9/11 was a plane crash. And obviously plane crashes are very tragic but they’re not the same thing as what it actually was. And I don’t think that I understood what terrorism was or why, you know, such a thing would ever happen… but later that day when I saw my mom watching the news, calling my dad incessantly, I think that was when it started to hit that it was something very scary.