engine prop plane hit a tower at the world trade center in new york city. when the door shut, i'm standing there and a navy captain, deb lowrie came up to me and said, sir, it was a commercial jet liner. i had the fear the passengers of the plane must have had. that was a nano second because captain lowrie said my god another plane at the world trade center. i knew it wasn't an accident, a coincidence. i knew it was an organized attack. i actually reflected on the initials bl, osama bin laden. i knew about the attacks on the world trade center in the '90s. and i knew the president was in front of second graders, a press pool, i assumed there would be a microphone over him. i stepped into the room, thought