Sunday, September 11, 2005
I know we all must be remembering where we were on that 9-11 that we can't ever forget. We were camping at a pretty remote lake in north east Nevada and that morning had the portable radio on. We had planned to come home the next day, but as we listened, spell bound to the radio, we just knew we wanted to be home. So we packed up and headed home, listening to the truck radio for 6 hrs. It just felt better to be safe at home when we didn't know what was going on in the country.
Posted by dc at 10:29 AM