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I was working for the Opera Company as a driver/buyer picking up supplies and hardware while the set was being put into the theatre. I spent most of that day in the van on the road.
I listened to Howard Stern broadcasting live from Manhatten in the morning. There was real panic and fear in all of his crew's voices. They were doing their best to find out what the hell was going on and stayed on well past their usual end of show, taking calls from all over.
Everytime I returned to the theatre with a load, I'd check the TV in the backstage lounge where everyone was gathered. I remember the downward slope of that day: How from early on when I assumed it was just some out of control cessna that first hit the tower and then just got worse and worse as the day went on.
I was alone in an industrial area of Brampton when the towers fell. That was the worst. I was so upset that I pulled over for a long time.
To this day, I can't watch any coverage or documentaries, and certainly not any of the movies. As it is I can barely read this thread. Thinking about it just tears me apart.
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Building an artificial intelligence that appreciates Mozart is easy. Building an A.I. that appreciates a theme restaurant is the real challenge - Kit Roebuck - Nine Planets Without Intelligent Life
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