9/11 to today: Half my generation’s lifetime

In 2001, I was just 10 years old. 9, 1, and 1 were the numbers I was to dial if there was ever an emergency. News channels were something my parents watched when they wanted to bore my sister and me into playing outside. The World Trade Center consisted of a couple really tall buildings in New York City, and Islamic terror was nowhere on my radar. I had never even flown in a plane at that point. But as I watched the towers fall on September 11, the entire world was changing.