Eight years ago, I woke up early on Sept. 11 to get ready for work. While attending college, I taught a religion class in the mornings on the BYU campus to young men and women who were preparing to travel nationwide, or abroad, as Mormon missionaries.
Upon arriving at work, I was informed by my supervisor that an airplane had crashed into the World Trade Center in New York City. Because we were unclear about the situation's gravity, we made the assumption that a small plane must have veered off course, causing the accident.
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