I spent the first ten years of my career, 1986-1995, at 1 WTC. I started on the 71st floor and was on the 31st floor during the 1993 bombing.
I woke up in the middle of the night 9/10 – 9/11/2001, with a terrible stomach ache and was annoyed because I needed to get up early to be in my office in Queens by 7:30 AM and this was disturbing my sleep. It was my first day of classes for that semester of grad school at Brooklyn College, so I had to leave early to get back to Brooklyn.
We had a morning conference call every day at 9:00. At 8:50, my boss called me from lower Manhattan – he and some of the other senior staff were there for a meeting – and told me that someone had flown an airplane into the Trade Center. We held a moment of silence at our morning meeting, and when we got out, the second plane hit. We locked our office down and went into crisis mode