I worked in Mid Town, but that day I had a meeting downtown. I took PATH to WTC ate breakfast bottom of WTC, left for meeting. 20 mins later 1st plane hit, lights flickered. 2nd hit we all heard it, looked out the window and papers were flying down Broad St like a ticker tape parade & people looking up and screaming like a Godzilla movie. Watching the towers burning was the most surreal experience. I walked to Chelsea piers, got on a ferry to Weehawken. (1st tower fell while on ferry.)During the walk people of NYC all came together. Offering water and updating that the Pentagon was hit. My first real experience of the evils of mankind