Stopped for a cup of coffee on my way to work at a local corner store. The owner and I are close and he told me. We thought it was a terrible accident. Found out more after starting work.
Was listening to the radio while sitting in my truck waiting for work to begin. At first they thought it was an accident, a bit later the second one hit and we all knew that it was much more.
None of of wanted to stay and work as we had no TV. So we all left and went home so we could view what was happening.
I went into the library just after the first plane hit. At that time, it was thought that the first plane crashing was an accident. When I came out of the library, I learned that a second plane had hit. That's when I knew it was no accident- we were at war. And we still are.