Five years later.

They say that everyone knows where they were when they heard the news that planes had crashed in the world trade centers.

It was grade eight. Recess time had brought rumors that an elusive "something" had happened, no one knew exactly what. We knew it wasn't just a rumor because our Middle School was right next to the air port and plane after plane was flying in.

After lunchtime, my teacher brought in his television from home and we all sat down and watched the world fall apart. I remember exactly what Mr. Childs said to us that day, "They'll be talking about this for a long time to come. This will change the world."

And as the planes kept flying in, and people screamed about bombs and bad guys, nobody uttered the word that has become such a normal part of our lives, terrorists.

I still have the diary entry I wrote that day. Eight pages long, it's filled with confusion and error. No one knew what was going on, only that it was.

Five years later the picture has been coloured in for us. We know the war that's happening, the people we're battling. Yet, I noticed today that no one can really joke about it yet. You know we make the Hitler/Holocaust jokes, the WMD giggles, the Osama/Saddam gags. But no one has the heart (or lack of one) to make a laugh at the events that happened that day.

So, where do we go from here? The big question. When someone finds the answer, let me know. But for now, I leave you with some stuff to help you acknowledge what happened that day, to remember it.

CNN is broadcasting the footage of what happened that day until midnight this evening.

A really interesting story on a company that was truly hit by 9/11.

"The worst terror attacks in America's history killed every one of the 658 Cantor Fitzgerald brokers, traders, technology specialists, and secretaries who were at their desks that morning. It was the single greatest loss suffered by any company or organization..."

Read more here.

Some profiles of people who were affected by 9/11.