I was awakened by a phone call from my best friend. He was at work and had heard something about a plane hitting a building in NYC...he asked me to check the TV or the internet to confirm. I flipped on CNN in time to see UA 175 hit the WTC. Was dropping my little brother off at school when we heard about AA 77 hitting the Pentagon. It was 24 hours of straight news watching from there. That, and listening to the guys from 1310 The Ticket try to process what they had just seen. Possibly some of the greatest moments in broadcasting took place that day. Now that I'm in the airline industry, it's an even more somber day for me. It's such a routine for us and we hope and pray it never happens to one of our flights. I feel for Ed Ballinger, the UA dispatcher that was handling both 175 and 93. Just knowing that all he could do was watch all the info come across his screen and knowing that he was the last person to have any contact with both crews. The thought of that happening to one of my flights scares the hell out of me. I wish we could go back to those days and weeks after Sept. 11, 2001. Where we were a nearly completely united nation. Then again, I wish we could go back to Sept. 10th...the last truly normal day in this nation's history.