I am a native Oklahoman, born and raised here, currently living in Duncan, but work in Oklahoma City. As a project manager working in systems consulting, I have traveled to a number of locations working on different projects. In 2001 and 2002, I was working in New York City for a company on Wall Street. On 9/11, I was in NYC. I was there. Due to the various offices and industries as well as the sheer volume of people working in NYC, the hours are flexible and people are not on the normal 8 to 5 schedule. As I was walking to work the morning of 9/11, there was a lot of debris falling from the sky, mostly papers and trash, nothing big. For those who are not familiar with NYC, you have to imagine the numerous tall buildings - walking amongst them is liken to a tunnel, so you can't see much other than tall buildings. So, unbeknowst to me, the first plane had already hit. For those of us on the street, we had no idea. We simply thought there was extra trash blowing around. It was only when I got to the office that I found out what had happened. And even then, we only knew a plane hit one of the Towers, but initial reports was that it was a small plane - still no threat was perceived - we just didn't know. I called home, Duncan, to let the family know I was ok in case they saw something on the news. From then windows on the 5th floor of the office on Wall Street, we could see the top of the Twin Towers; however, we were seeing the opposite side from where the plane hit, so just saw a little smoke. When some of the people saw the 2nd plane hit, we knew that something was wrong. No one panicked as such, but people were scared and words like "we're under attack" were tossed out. Given our location, the proximity to Stock Exchange and numerous major financial institutions, it was easy to conclude that there were a variety of potential targets for additional attacks. At this point, no one really knew what to do. Until, I heard a bone chilling scream that I remember to this day. As office workers were looking! at the window, a Tower started to collapse. We all ran over to see what was happening. It was the most incredible image I've ever seen. It was liken to Hollywood special effects, like a scene straight from "Independence Day". A huge dust cloud was rolling down the streets, coating everything in its pass. As the dust settled, the view was astounding, like a bunch of ghosts walking the streets. Everyone was covered in the white dust. Eerie indeed. By this time, people were panicking, crying, screaming. Unbelief of what we just witnessed. Knowing that people had to be in the Towers. Management said we needed to evacuate, so we all grabbed our essentials and headed to the lobby. Downstairs, we could see that the dust had not fully settled. So we decided to wait before heading out. It wasn't long before the other Tower fell and another cloud of dust came rolling down. That pretty much pushed everyone over the edge. We waited about 30 minutes then headed out. By now, all the subways were closed down. There was no traffic running. We couldn't get a cell signal. All we had were our feet. So 3 of us set out walking. One co-worker was staying in the hotel close to the Towers and we had not heard from her. No idea if she was ok. Another simply panicked and ran. We later learned that he headed for the water where he caught a ferry to New Jersey. What I didn't know at the time was that my parents were seeing this on TV, as well as my wife, as well as my children at their school. Needless to say, the family was very concerned if not a bit hysterical. There was no way to reach me, nor me to reach them. Of the 3, my apartment was in Battery Park - totally inaccessible at this time as that area is right across from the Twin Towers. Another was from New Jersey - not sure how to get there. The third was our immediate manager and lived on Long Island. So we decided to get there if possible. We walked for about 2 hours to get to a major train station far enough away to still be open. So we headed to his house. Once there, I was finally able to call home and tell everyone that I was ok, what was happening, and where I would be. With everything closed down, including airports, I was a guest of my manager for several days until I could finally fly home. By then, the airports looked liked a military zone. Armed military were everywhere. Security was unreal. The catastrophe of 9/11 impacted America to the core. It was obvious, we were no longer living in the same America.