On Sept. 11, 2001, I was in Hoboken NJ, across the Hudson from Manhattan. I was set to travel through the city on my way to Long Island where I would be performing a series of shows. When I woke around 10 am, my guitarist and back up singer, Bobby Pyles (RIP Bobby,"Butch") was in front of the television. He said, "something's going on and it doesn't look good". That was the beginning of 9/11. Three of us walked to a cliff's edge and peered across the river at plumes of smoke not so far away from where we stood. After watching the news and the first in a lifetime national panic that followed, one of our first thoughts was to get home. Phone lines were jammed and no one could get through to us to see if we were yet in the city, knowing that we were in or near it. It is still startling to me how strong the pull was to get home to Ohio, to be near the ones I love. Bobby Pyles, Frank Romano and I traveled together in one vehicle, out of Hoboken, onto I90 west toward home as quickly as we could. I'm well aware that this is nothing compared to what was going on at The Pentagon in Washington DC, a field in Stonycreek Township Pennsylvania, and the Twin Towers in Manhattan. But the love we felt was what came to the forefront that day and for the days, weeks and months following. You could feel it in our country as we pulled together to mourn the loss of our brothers and sisters and in many ways, for those of us who'd never lived through an attack on our country, our assumption that we were always on safe ground in the United States. This is "In a Dream", the story of three people in search of their loved ones after the terrorist attack of 9/11/2001. Recorded Live in Cleveland Ohio.