I've got one. Not as sexy as Danger's, but then again he is Danger and I'm a filthy liar. Sep 04 2001, pager goes off. Even back then pagers were outdated nerd hardware. But we had to carry it. It was a standard recall. So I roll into Benning at about 9 pm. About 30 hours later we start dry rehearsing an assault. No jumps, just walking the objective. I kinda had in the back of my mind what had happened, but I wasn't putting two and two together. The next night I'm on a flight to Bragg. Now the light started going off. Couple of nights later I was on a plane to Masirah Island. Never heard of it. Got there, it was desert. Couple of nights later we were jumping into what was reportedly a Taliband compound. That was Oct 19, 2001. Life moved fast back then.