9/11

I remember...
My dad woke me up to tell me the news. It was about 30 minutes earlier than I needed to get up to go to my Freshman Logic I class at USC. We watched on TV. I went to class. We were dismissed. I spent the rest of the day holed up with friends in my good friend Sarah's university apartment, glued to the television.



Olbermann really tells it like it is. Thanks, Keith, for refusing to stand silently by.