I dropped my Dad off at Buffalo airport to fly to Seattle. Listening to howard Stern and driving towards Toronto, herd the early reports almost 2 hrs latter, when it was believed to be a small plane. Had to get an air test on my car, so stopped at repair shop/test place and the reality sunk in of what was happening, watching there TV. Made a little extra horrific and upsetting cause had it in the back of head my Dad's plane could be one! Not only chilling with the added what if's, I was standing when I saw the second plane hit. My legs got so weak I had to sit down, never felt that way before, nor again.