It's hard to believe 25 years have passed since the Twin Towers and the Pentagon were hit. I was in Washington, DC on 9/11, meeting with other state library people and the feds when we got the news. The feds all left, and we couldn't get hold of our families by phone for a long time. We watched TV together for a long time, then decided to keep working. Without the feds, we got a lot done. But I'll never forget the quiet streets in a usually bustling city. Almost nothing was open, but thankfully the hotel treated us with kindness and food.
The state library people bonded during the days we couldn't get out of DC. That's me, second from the left. We got our work done and then we just hung out together, all ten or eleven of us. Nothing was open so we couldn't visit the Smithsonian or any other sites. After a few days, stores and restaurants reopened. I ran out of money because I used the time to shop for fabric and things for our B&B. We couldn't fly out of DC, so each person had to figure out transportation home, by train, bus, rented automobile.With a suitcase heavier than when I arrived, I ended up taking the train home, a 14 hour trip through New York City. It's usually about 12 hours but we sat on the train waiting to go through the city for two extra hours. In December, when we met again, I took the train, too. Because of our strong bond, many of us still get together every Monday afternoon via Zoom. What an experience!





