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I was in my fourth grade class in 1964 when Kennedy was assasinated in Dallas. About all I can remember of that day was another teacher coming in to the room, whispering something to Mrs. Shrimplin and then both of them running from the classroom crying.
I was leading a pre-job meeting with my crew on a frac job NW of Enid OK when the Murrah Building in OKC was bombed. We heard a muffled distant explosion and remarked what it might be suspecting some blasting being done at the gravel quarry near Okarche. After we'd begun pumping the news started trickling in; first about a possible natural gas explosion in downtown OKC and then finally the shocking news that the explosion wasn't a tragic accident but a heinous criminal terrorist act.
I was in my office working here in Victoria on editing and updating the site's IT Security Policy when the news of the first plane hitting the WTC came over the portable radio in my office. At first it was suspected to be a...
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