Reflections of a College Kid.(impact of September 11 attacks)(Brief Article)

I don't think any of us will forget where we were the morning of September 11.

Like all Americans - - including those in the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and the passengers on the four doomed airplanes - - my day started like any other.

I was in the NRLC offices early, monitoring the Today show, and getting ready for a full day of meetings and classes. I watched in horror as the WTC went up in flames after a plane crashed into the north tower and, then, another plane crashed into the south tower.

When the planes hit the towers, my thoughts turned to the well being of friends who live and go to school in lower Manhattan. (As we have since learned, more than 6,000 innocent men, women, and children were murdered.)

Moments later reports saying that the Pentagon - - thought by most of us in D.C. to be the safest building in the city, if not the world - - had been attacked. It was a surreal feeling as more reports (later proved false) began to pour in of other government buildings under attack.

Calls started pouring in to our offices from so many caring pro-lifers. They were concerned for the safety of our staff and all of us in Washington. There were so many calls that it took me over an hour to put down the phone long enough to call my mom and grandma - - who were beside themselves at that point - - to let them know that I was okay.

Since September 11, I've watched Fox News Channel at every possible moment. I've seen, first-hand, the damage at the Pentagon and observed with horror the void in the Manhattan skyline. I've heard and read so many stories of victims, survivors, and the heroism of rescue workers. And in a small way ...