I was working at the Pentagon watching the situation in NYC on the TV in a conference room with several coworkers. I had just said to nobody in particular, well I'll bet they are going to ramp up the security around here now. There was an unfamiliar low frequency sensation or noise that we felt as much as heard. The conference room doors opened on their own. Some people ignored it and others, including me, got up from the conference room table and said what the hell was that? (We later learned it was an air pressure wave from the airplane's impact quite a few corridors away.) A lot of people were rushing down the hall toward the exit and my group joined the general exodus. Someone said a bomb had gone off. I imagined it could only have been a trash can bomb or something small as someone's political act of solidarity with the NYC terrorists. My biggest concern was that there were other small bombs yet to detonate. But when we got outside into the south parking lot, it was clear that something bigger was happening. The air was full of black flakes and you could smell something like kerosene. Everyone assumed it had to be from a fuel + fertilizer truck bomb, since the reference point for this kind of stuff was still Oklahoma City. There was thick black smoke starting to cover the whole sky, and flames were just jumping over the roofline of the next wedge of the Pentagon. On the way out of the building, I had ducked into my office in order to turn off my computer (!). Then I realized how stupid that was. But on my desk I saw my brand new 1-megapixel Fuji digital camera that was a gift from my wife (who was fed up with my film processing costs). I grabbed that and in the next 10 minutes filled up the little 64 MB card with whatever I saw. I just put up some of those pictures for the first time on my Flickr site,
http://flickr.com/photos/clarkj/ That started me on the habit that most of you have, i.e., carrying a camera with me to work every day.