It was a Tuesday.

Americans were going about their business on a beautiful, sunny day with clear blue skies.

Some people probably had not yet start their workday, rushing to get a cup of coffee or grab the elevator.

At 8:46 a.m. on Sept. 11, 2001, chaos descended on New York City and continued throughout the day as four airliners were hijacked and crashed into buildings and a field, killing almost 3,000 innocent people and plunging the United States into the depths of despair, fear and grief.

People rushed to their TVs and saw confusing, horrific images of the attacks by the extremist group al-Qaida as planes hit the World Trade Center and the Pentagon and another crashed in a western Pennsylvania field.

Twenty-four years later, the grief still resonates for the 2,996 lives lost and t

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