I was in my second year of kindergarten (yes, I failed kindergarten
). The class I was in ran from 9-11, and the school did not notify us of the attacks; they ended up canceling the afternoon kindergarten and dismissed everyone. When I got home, my father, who typically commuted very early in the morning, was home . What I mainly remember is sitting out on the front yard with my dad and taking. My grandparents were in Disney World when the attacks happened, and I assume that my mom wanted me out of the house while she watched everything on TV and tried to get in contact with my grandparents.
Thinking about the attacks now, it's quite scary realizing what could have happened. I lived around the Pittsburgh area during the attacks, and it was only a few years ago that I realized that flight 93 could have diverted to Pittsburgh once the terrorists knew that they were not going to get to DC (I think I read somewhere that their target was the Capitol Building or the White House).