I was at West Virginia University taking an 8:30 a.m., psychology
exam – that I failed by the way. I walked out of the test at about the
same time that the first plane struck the World Trade Center. I got my
first words of the attack listening to Peter Jennings on WVAQ in
Morgantown, W.Va., on my way back to my apartment. I stayed at my
apartment for a few moments – maybe an hour or so – watching everything
unfold and then headed to work at the Times West Virginian in Fairmont,
W.Va. My assignment was to put out the sports section and get it off
the floor by 6 p.m., and also to help the news desk as much as
possible. I remember we sent a reporter up to the Pennsylvania site. A
friend of mine from another newspaper, I believe, also went up.
It was such a tramatic day and one I’ll never forget.
