My memory of this day is that I almost don't have one.
I was working the later shift at my TV newsroom, and wasn't due in until 2 PM that day. But I was working remotely from home on the station's website as I often did. Nearly every time I did this, I had the radio or TV on to monitor the news I'd be dealing with later on. This is probably the one time I turned off everything.
Just before 9 AM, the phone rang. It was my co-producer at work, who yelled into the phone, "a plane just hit the World Trade Center!" I ran to the nearest set and watched the U.S. coverage, and a few minutes later the second plane hit - the moment almost everyone realized this wasn't an accident.
I grabbed a quick bite and then ran to the car, heading downtown. I remember listening to Bill Carroll trying to cover this unfolding nightmare on CFRB and even he was lost for words.
I made it into work by 11 AM and after that - well, let's just say I looked up and it was 11:30 at night. I know what happened that day and some of the stories we did, but I have no memory of anything I wrote or put up on the site. It was so traumatic a day and so busy, to this day it's all just a blur.
We did a great job that day. I just wish I could remember it.