Budwiser tribute commercial that supposedly only aired on TV one time.  Not sure if this is true, but it’s super cool either way.

I was living in El Cajon, CA with my fiance’ Bob and my friend Suzanne.  I don’t remember where Suzanne was that morning, but she wasn’t there.  Bob and I were getting ready for work.  I had gotten out of the shower and turned the TV on like I did all mornings to watch the news.

I sat glued to the television watching the horror that was unfolding.  One plane had already hit, the second one had not at this point.  I called for Bob to come out of the bathroom and come see what was happening.

I remember going to work that morning thinking what kind of craziness it all was.

I worked at a bank then.  I remember customers coming in all day and it was all they talked about.  Since I was in the lobby and not watching a TV I got all the latest details from them.  Accounts of the second plane hitting, visions of people jumping (which still gives me goosebumps), the towers falling.  It was all very surreal.

The days that followed were the worse.  I could not stop watching the television.  Over and over and over I watched the towers fall and I cried.

God bless America.

Where were you?