Karl Townsend on Sun, 11 Sep 2011
05:10:45 -0500 typed in rec.crafts.metalworking the following:
Couple of moments are burned in my brain like it happend a minute
ago...

I was serving detention with only Miss Douglas and myself in the 4rth
grade classroom when I learned JFK was dead. I was doodling on an
Indian chief tablet.

Around lunch time 3rd grade, Fairchild AFB Elementary school. I
remember thinking "It must be cool to be a teenager, and have
transistor radio." And then realizing that "You can't listen to the
radio in class."

Ten years ago today, I was picking Wealthy apples with my honey.
Second tree from the end of row 225. We were talking about the bad
accident in New York when we learned the second plane hit. My picking
bag was half full and I was reaching up for a couple more apples. My
honey was walking back toward the tractor.

Early morning church service. Didn't have the radio on, till I
left for work. Turn it on, and - solemn. Not upbeat morning drive
banter, talking politics, but trying to relay to viewers what they
were seeing on the TVs in the station. "Gott hilfen, und wir leiben."

I do also remember the first step on the moon. But not in the same
vivid like it just happend a second ago detail. of course, we were all
a bit more prepared for this.

Stayed up late, took a picture of the TV screen with the Polaroid.

Karl

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We will drink no whiskey before its nine.
It's eight fifty eight. Close enough!