Thought I'd start this for anyone who wants to talk about it. I don't have much to say myself at this time. I clearly remember that day, waking up and turning on the TV. Thinking at first that this can't be real, then walking up my husband to tell him about it. Thinking about my brother and two brother-in-laws who all worked in Manhattan at the time, though none in the southern part of Manhattan.
Personally I don't know anyone who died that day, or who had relatives who died that day. At least no one I know has talked about it with me.
My town's website posted the names of three people who died that day, residents of the town at that time. A commemoration post.