16 years ago I remember the day. There aren’t many who were older than grade school that can’t tell you where they were and what happened though out the day. 

As I make my way to the airport I can’t help but think about the events and the fact that 16 years ago this flight I’m going to the airport for would have been cancelled like all other flights on that day. 

I got called in off standby and not only was it worth it because it was a longer trip than I already had but they are going to buy a day off from me. So it’s really worth it. 

I didn’t even realize it would mean me flying on 9/11, a day that hold significance for most us citizens but especially New Yorkers. 

I would be lying if I didn’t feel privledged and odd about going to the airport. My heart is in NY and I can’t deny that flying has given knew meaning to 9/11 for me.