I was in my office, on a rare occasion. Usually I am on the road at that hour. A meeting had made me late to get started. Once this "attack" started, I called all my drivers, told them to do what they thought was best, as I knew not what was coming. In my work environment, you are either law enforcement, or ex military. We all just wanted a way to fight back. Didn't matter about age that day, everyone wanted to be back in uniform. Pissed off as Max stated. The next few nights, as I would go outside at night, not really able to sleep, there was a silence, cold black skies with only stars showing through. No aircraft whatsoever. The next day, we were buzzed by a military fighter jet...wondering what that was all about...really jumpy all that week...as to where the next attack would accur... I will never forget that day or that week, and I won't let my kids forget it either.