There are some events that have so much gravity to them, they almost rip apart our space and time.

They seemingly instantly send us into a new alternative reality.

More recently, you might remember the Me Too movement.

You might remember George Floyd's death.

And for the purposes of this intro, regardless of what you think of them, I'm just trying

to point out these moments in time that there's no going back from.

Just take a moment to recognize the scale and weight of some of these moments in your life.

Some things can happen and change the course of history in our collective conscious, in our individual lives.

One of those events in my life was on September 11th, 2001.

I remember the morning of my mom coming down and almost uncharacteristically waking me up really

softly and gently and patting me on the back and saying, honey, you got to wake up.

You got to come look at this.

And going to school that morning after watching the towers come down on repeat all morning

and us at school just staring at each other, trying to figure out if anyone had the answers,

if anyone knew more than we knew. And no one did. But here's what I gathered when I was 12

years old. On September 11th, 2001, 19 militant Islamic extremists carried out the largest terrorist

attack in human history. They used two commercial Boeing 767 airplanes, each carrying 20,000 gallons of fuel.

At 846, Eastern Standard Time, United Airlines Flight 11 crashed into the North Tower, the World Trade Center.

At 903, Eastern Standard Time, United Airlines Flight 175 crashed into the Southern Tower. At 937, Eastern Standard Time, United Airlines Flight 77 crashed into the west side of the Pentagon.

And within two hours, both 110-story buildings had come down, created a giant cloud of dust and destruction.

And there was a fourth plane, United Airlines Flight 93.

It had been hijacked, but because it was delayed and taking off,

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