I will always remember where I was. it was kind of surreal. Driving down Arapahoe going to a ford dealership for a service appointment. Get to the bay and nobody is here.... bunch of cars idling in the bay with the door open, coffee mug still on the desks with hot coffee and nobody in sight. I can hear some people talking in the customer lungee, so I make my way there and I see maybe 50 people standing, some of them visibly in shock looking above the entrance, watching on 2 large (for the time) flat screen the direct of the first tower burning.... Everybody was there: Customer, service folks, mechanics.... Then the second plane hit. I took off, trying to call my wife who was driving my old beater car with no radio, asking her.... I went to work, Citibank at the time, and because the head office in NY was evacuated they told us to leave for at least the day.... The kid school called and told me to come and pick up the little one.... It was pretty bad. A couple of weeks before I remember discussing how easy it was to get inside DIA’s concourse without passing any security, compared to how it was in other country…