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Religion blog: The day fear paid a visit and stayed

On September 11, 2001 at 8:50am my phone rang and it was our church deacon asking if I had seen the news.  My day was just starting and I had not got through my first cup of coffee, let alone turned on the TV.

He went on to say a jet airliner had crashed into the World Trade Center.  “Oh my God, did a pilot have a heart attack, did something go wrong with the plane?” I was shocked and told the deacon I would call him back.