
We were in danger - from whom or from what we didn’t know. The seminar resumed when, just a few minutes later, a different Capitol Police officer burst into the room yelling, “Leave! Leave now!” There was no explanation, but the harried look on his face said everything. There was no way any of us could comprehend the string of world-changing events that was about to unfold. After hearing this news, terrorism was the furthest thought from my mind I figured a plane had simply veered off course in a tragic accident. He informed the training director, who in turn informed us, that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center buildings in New York City. The training proceeded in formulaic fashion, when suddenly, a Capitol Police officer entered the room and walked to the front. Orrin Hatch’s state director, I had traveled to Washington to attend a seminar focused on - among other things - “Handling Stress at Work.” I found myself with a group of 100 other Senate staffers squeezed into a small meeting room located almost directly below the Capitol rotunda. Other than that, it felt like any other day. The sky that morning was the clearest, bluest sky I had ever seen in Washington.

A warm breeze greeted me as I made my way from Union Station to the U.S.
