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  Even back then pagers were outdated nerd hardware.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.