I was living in Westport, Massachusetts in a house on the beach. I woke up that morning to an unbelievable day. I got into my car and heading to school with a 10 minute drive ahead of me. When I arrived at school, I took a stroll through the comuter cafe, as it was common to do, to see who was at school or hanging out. The giant screen TV\'s and everything where on and everyone was glued to the TV. I watched as the 2nd plane hit the other tower and then shortly later, watched it colapse. I went to my class that was canceled almost immediately. The school was shut down and they sent us home. The lot trying to leave school took an hour to leave the campus. Not really knowing the full extent of the tradegy that just occured. A few of us grabbed some beer and headed to my place. What we found out later that evening was that our neighbor and CT native was a stewardess on Flight 11. She was from Guilford.