By Tom Marcus: During 2001, I was working in Belleville, N.J., and living in Elizabeth, N.J. It was a normal start to the morning, from my apartment, via train, subway and bus to work, with crisp, blue skies above.
Had the radio on in the production part of the plant, and about midmorning we heard a report of either a bomb or small plane had hit one of the towers. Some fellow workers and myself went to the roof to see for sure what was happening.
The first tower had a major fire, three-fourths the way up the building. As we were standing there, the second plane flew into the second tower. It was known then that this was no accident.
By noon we shut down the plant, as some employees had people that worked in the towers. By the time I left to go home, both towers were fully engulfed. On the train home, the ride was eerie, so quiet, not normal. From my second-floor apartment, I watched the news and the towers burn right outside my picture window.
Both my work and apartment were right across the Hudson River from lower Manhattan. As the afternoon went on, the skies were quiet, except for military choppers and planes.
I will never forget that day. Life was never quite the same. I was born and raised in Cedar Rapids and currently reside in Iowa City. I have many stories pre and post-9/11