I was in my senior year of high school, on my way to school when I heard the beginnings of the news on NPR. Once on campus I walked onto the quad and remember thinking everything was strangely quite. Students were calm and sober, and a girl named Crystal came up to fill me in on the rest of the news. We only made it halfway through first period before heading home to spend the rest of the day in front of the TV and in tears. My thoughts are with the families today as the nation remembers those we lost.
(Image from here.)