Very tough time of the year for me, I lost my Dad to a year long battle of cancer just days before. It was my first day back to work, I was getting ready to leave, my wife had left the TV on before she left. I had walked by and saw smoke coming from NYC and thought it was a movie, when I walked back into the living room to shut it off I realized it was live news and just as I stopped in my tracks the second plane hit. I was already emotionally and physically drained, that day was to be a new start, a try to be somewhat normal and move forward but instead it was like the straw that broke the camels back. It was a very long hard day for us all, everyone was driving slower on the interstate and in the city, everyone I spoke with along my stops were all very somber. The whole world seemed to have slowed and turn grey that day.