- Jul 29, 2010
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I was in second grade and we were at school, but were let out early after a church service (I went to a parochial school). My dad had left for a business trip that day to Connecticut so his plane was in the air at the time the attacks were going on/starting. Their flight ended up in Florida, which is a heck of a detour considering we lived in Missouri. It was terrifying not knowing what was going on.