I was working in a very nice neighborhood, cutting cement board in the garage and had my piece-o-junk radio going when the news of the first plane hit the tower. I thought, "Yea right, must be an Orson Wells war of the worlds remake for the modern era". I was in denial. Then the second plane hit. I called home and everyone was in a panic, kids where on thier way home from school. I called relatives for more info, I changed radio stations, I was still in denial. I went about installing tile in a big empty house all alone. It was dead still quite in the entire surrounding neighborhood. Then I noticed the planes stopped passing by the house landing on the new runway at the airport a few miles south of the job location. Then things set in. Dead still even the air. time stopped. Then the Pentigon crash came on the radio, And the plane crash in the field. I was expecting to hear the National emergency network to kick in and it never did. No "this is an emergency not a test" or anything like that. I went home. roads where pretty much empty. I thought I was in a sci-fi movie. Did all the planes drop out of the sky, whats going on as reports on the truck radio were pretty inaccurate on details at first. Never want to see that again.