Originally Posted by
MadMonk
I was just a gleam in my daddy's eye when Kennedy was shot.
How about when the Challenger shuttle exploded - Jan. 28, 1986? I was working for a petroleum publication company in the print shop and we had a little TV set up in our area so we could watch it live.
On the Murrah bombing, I was sleeping in my hotel room in Vegas when my brother-in-law called me from the next room and told me to turn on the TV. I knew the building because a friend's mom had once there (not at that time fortunately). All the lines were jammed so I couldn't reach anyone I knew back in OKC. My mom & dad were trying to call my home and once they got through, they only got our answering machine so they were worried sick (I only had a car phone at that time, not a handheld cell). She eventually tracked down numbers for my wife's place of work and were transferred around until someone told them that we were in Vegas. When I got back, I volunteered to be on a rotating crew located at One Bell Central that worked on keeping the rescue worker's cellphones charged and swapping out dead batteries for good ones. It was a pretty surreal experience. I was amazed at how there were so many people and so many businesses providing food and supplies for the workers 24 hours / day. I still have the ID that was given to me to be allowed inside the fence.
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