What were you doing the day before?
NOT ten years ago tomorrow. Ten years ago today. The day before.
On 10 September 2001 I was to fly to Minneapolis from Albuquerque, where I had given a talk at a conference. But a friend (who reads and comments here, by the way) called me with the suggestion that, if I could reroute my return flight, he, a pilot, would meet me in Phoenix and we could go to a Diamondbacks game for which he had tickets.
I changed my flight to go through Phoenix with a long layover before an American West connection to Minneapolis on the red eye.
We went to the game and then visited a mutual friend in the area (now deceased, God rest her soul). My friend dropped me at the airport and home I went back to Minneapolis on the last flight out of Phoenix.
The last flight on 10 September 2001 out of Phoenix.