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I put on the morning news, as I did everyday since I had our first child. Aiden was only 4 months old. When I turned on Channel 10 I saw the first Tower on fire, then picked up the phone and called my husband at work. He told me they were trying to get a television in the shop so they could see what was happening in New York City that day. Just before I was about to hang up the phone the second Tower was hit. At first I thought it was a replay of Tower 1, then I heard the newscaster yelling. I told Conor, my husband, that the second Tower had been hit. He told me he'd call back, someone needed the phone, and that he loved me. I sat on my couch and looked down at our baby boy. Aiden was lying on a blanket, playing with his toys. He was just smiling away, not even knowing at the time what horrifying things were going on. Then I cried. I didn't want my boy to grow up in a world like this. I cried until Conor came home that evening around 5pm. He sat down and watched everything I had seen during the day and hugged Aiden. I knew what he was thinking. But, we all knew America would bounce back after that day. This tragedy would make us stronger.

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2002-09-24