I remember being so scared that my friends from Bostonwere on a flight but of course scared for my flight attendant friends. At first they didn't say which carrier was hijacked just an American carrier.

All my training started going through my head. Where were the entire crew, how many hijackers, on and on. I watched and cried the whole day. I was so relieved that there were no UsAirways planes involved but devasted none the less.

All the reasons I quit flying came back to me. The Usairways crash of 1994 was my deciding factor. I lost friends and crew mates from my Philly base. I kept flying until I wasn't scared anymore. I took the terrorist attacks the same way, I couldnt stop living because I was afraid of another attack.

Every 9-11 I feel I owe the victims the attention of their last moments. God bless us all.

kat


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