September 11th of the year 2001 began like any other day in Shanksville, Pennsylvania.
As the day started I got into my car to go to college.
I remember having a strange feeling that today was going to be like no other.
At college I heard that terrorists had hit the WTC and the Pentagon.
Only a few hours later I heard that Flight 93 crashed 1.5 miles away from my house.
I couldn't believe my ears as the radio announcement continued.
That is when I realised that my life in the small town of Shanksville would be changed.
Forever...
This is the memorial at the crash site. My brother and I are posing for the camera.
Behind the tree line is where Flight 93 came down.
This is the memorial that was put down the road from my house.
This is the memorial along Main Street, Shanksville.
