8 years ago....

I was sitting in Room 203 in Main Hall at Carroll College. Ironically, the class was called "Sociology of Social Problems." I will never forget the look on Dr. Coons face...utter dispair. He dismissed us, and the rest of the classes were also cancelled for the day. I drove across town to catch up on some work, and tried to give blood, but the line was forever long. I tried to get gas, but that line was also forever long. I sat in my office and stared at my computer, listening to the events unfold via radio. I just remember hurting. Hurting for those who were trapped, hurting for the rescue workers who didn't know the second collapse was going to happen, hurting for the families who lost loved ones...just hurting.