The Bodda Getta

I was in college (not AU) on 9/11. I had been in biology lab for over 2 hours trying to stay awake. This was pre internet on cell phone days, so no one had any idea what was going on outside our classroom

I left lab still half asleep and was walking out with a couple of girls from class when a car full of guys pulled up beside us. They told us "somebody has bombed the World Trade Center, or something". I was a college athlete at the time and was oblivious to anything outside my bubble, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I had places to go, so I kept on walking.

I got to the UC where I was going to get my usual sausage biscuit when I saw hundreds of people packed around the TV's in near silence. As I walked up, I knew something devastating must have happened. We watched it all unfold right there before us. Some were in tears, some were in shock, but all of us felt a connection to what was happening.

My college was about 15 miles from a very large military base, so a large percentage of our student body was made up of former military and spouses of active duty soldiers. Needless to say, I feel our campus took it about as hard as anyone.

That single event woke me up and changed my perspective. I started paying attention, not just to politics and foreign affairs, but to everything around me. I'll never forget how that day changed my life. I'll never forget what those bastards did to us. And most importantly, I'll never forget how that single event brought this nation together like nothing else I've experienced. War Damn America!