I Remember
September 11th, 2007 | 1 Comment
While it’s not a flashbulb memory in the strict sense, I still remember where I was I found out.
I had shown up for my intro to social psych course with Professor Jeremy Freese with no idea that anything had happened. Back in those days, I simply got out of bed ten, maybe fifteen minutes before class, threw on some clothes and brushed my teeth, grabbed my backpack, and ran. My first indication that anything at all was amiss in the world was when Professor Freese announced that, due to events in New York, he was making a one-day exception in his strict anti-cell phone policy for anyone who was waiting to hear from someone. And then we pretty much had class as normal, except for one cell phone ring and the girl who ran out of the room to take the call.
After class, I went home and turned on the tv, wondering what was happening in New York. I believe my first response was, “Holy shit.”

