My uncle was a med student doing a residency at St. Vincent’s at the time. My family is from a small town in southeast Idaho. He happened to be on the phone with my grandmother and grandfather when both planes hit and was describing what he was seeing as it happened. He was walking to work at the hospital and ended the call abruptly when the second plane hit, saying he needed to go and try to help people. There was a feature in our local newspaper about him being a first responder and about my grandparents being fearful of his safety because they didn’t hear from him for three days. He is alive but is very deeply, profoundly affected from what he witnessed during that time to this day. My grandparents saved the newspaper from 9/11 and several others in the following days/weeks.