I was at work in West Trenton, NJ. The Owner arrived at the office and told everyone to come to the Conference Room. When I got in there, she had the TV on and she said "We are under attack". Just then we watched as the second plane hit the tower. It was just after 9 am. As a company, we sat together and watched as it all unfolded. Everyone was trying to reach out to their loved ones to check on them. At noon, everyone was sent home to be with family, as our world will never be the same. Three years later, on September 11, 2004, I welcomed my first son "Tony" (To-NY).