NEVER FORGET. 25 years ago to the day, I found myself rocked out of my seat, barely a mile away from the Pentagon, after only after having heard about the startling news the towers had been hit. Let's backtrack a minute, I worked at the time in Crystal City VA for the DOD, but that's a story for another day. My work buddy at the time phoned me from a NOC center in MN. He goes "TURN ON THE F'N NEWS!" to which I run to the conference center to see it unfold real-time. Smoldering amidst a sunny sky. Floored by what I've seen, I turn pale because it hadn't been even a week since I flew outta IAD on a long haul flight. I walk back to my desk unable to comprehend it all when not even a half hour had past, a jarring tremor I hadn't felt since the WTC bombing of '93. (Well this one knocked me outta my chair) As we all know today, that was American 77. I'm thinking to myself, sh*ts hitting the fan fast, I gotta gOooo. I excused myself hopped in my car, and zipped back home at best possibl...