I was teaching a class on the Historical Jesus at the local community college when we heard that a plane had hit the world trade center. We thought it was a small plane. A bit later, when class finished, we learned two planes had hit the towers and one the pentagon. Driving home with the radio on I was shocked and horrified as the details rolled in. When I got home, I was glued to the tv news all day- until that evening when many of us attended a hastily assembled community prayer meeting. I remember it all like it was hours ago.