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Originally posted by bendable:
Just curious,

Did it take you 3 months to calm the "f" down ? Also

Nah, I was just pissed for the rest of the night.

Hmm..

Before she met my father, my mother lived with her sister and husband in Alaska and survived the earthquake in 1964.

Also a couple concerning the I35W bridge collapse in Minneapolis in 2007:

A Captain on the fire department where I started paid on call missed the collapse by minutes in his way home from his day job. He was so close to it that eventually was passed by the other cars that made it over and was the only one driving northbound which he remembered as very odd before the news broke on the radio.

My brother in law had a long career as a paramedic for the the service that covers most of Minneapolis and Hennepin County. He was working that day and responded. They were tasked with assisting the children on the bus that got caught in the collapse and there is footage of him that was aired nationally treating children from the bus.

Also my BIL as a medic treated the camera man that Dennis Rodman kicked courtside in the game against the Timberwolves that resulted in suspensions and fines for Rodman.

The more I read the replies, the more stories I remember.
I worked with a guy whose mother had dated Richard Speck. For those who don’t know, in July of ‘66, Speck entered a house in Chicago where 9 nursing students were living. He assaulted them, and killed 8 of them. Apparently he lost count as one nurse hid under a bed and she survived.

^^^ The movie 10 to Midnight, starring Charles Bronson, was based on this.

In about 1970, I was stationed in Mare Island where I attended Navy Nuclear Power School. I was in the top section with a kid named Chip Carter. We’d go have a few after classes and he bragged that his dad was governor of Georgia. I’d laugh and say my dad was an astronaut and going to the moon.
I was lying but he wasn’t. Nuc School was tough - look it up. One night he told me that he’d had enough and would turn himself in as a drug user. I never saw him again. I believe he was issued a general discharge shortly thereafter.

My wife learned to play folk guitar from Kathy Boudin (of the Weathermen) at an NSF summer program, just after Boudin returned from Cuba.

My wife also went to school with Nancy Ling Perry, who was involved with the Symbionese Liberation Army craziness. She died in a shootout with the LAPD at an SLA hideout.

The most famous kid in my high school class, OTOH, was Jerry Garcia.

May 4th 1970
A best friend and me ride our bike down to the Iowa River bridge , where 600 protesters had gathered.

20 minutes after our arrival, 250 Iowa national guardsmen came down the hill from the Iowa fieldhouse.
And 300 more Iowa highway patrolman came in on buses.

All in riot gear.

That's when the protesters started a truck camper on fire.

( A first for me) .

When the show of force started we blew out of there like a three alarm fart.

Scared me big time.

My late FIL was stationed at Schofield Barracks in Hawaii when Pearl Harbor was attacked. He was in the chow line when it began, because they were serving pancakes, one of his favorites. Just like in the movie "From Here to Eternity", he was in there when the chow hall was strafed. He swore up until the day he died that FDR knew what was going on and wanted us in the war.

On a personal note, I delivered pizza as a part time job many years ago. I delivered some to an Alabama State Trooper at his house a few times. He always seemed to be wearing the same baseball shirt. A few months after I quit and went to another job, this State Trooper was arrested for murdering his female State Trooper fiance for insurance money. He was wearing the same baseball shirt when they arrested him, so I recognized him immediately.

I went to HS with a kid, whose father was a doctor in town, and with whom I had been treated a few times. After Christmas break my Junior year, this kid didn't come back. Turns out his doctor dad did a murder-suicide with the wife over the holidays. Sad time obviously. Ironically, this same kid and his sister went to live with grandparents in another town across the state, but I didn't know where. Several years later, after my wife and I were married, we were looking at one of her HS yearbooks. Turns out this same kid graduated HS with my wife.

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Back in the mid-80s, there was a big news story of an entire city block in San Francisco that was destroyed by a warehouse explosion, something like 10 people killed, dozens injured. It turned out the cause of the explosion was a clandestine fireworks factory and the guy who operated the place (and one of those killed) used to occasionally drop by my workplace at the time, he was an old high school buddy of my boss, so I was acquainted with him. We both had no idea the guy was involved with manufacturing illegal fireworks.

Around the same time period in the 80s, serial killer Richard Rameriz, the Night Stalker, killed a couple six blocks from our rental house, I remember the numerous police cars and media crews. He really did a number on the minds of CA citizens in those days, he chose the houses/victims randomly without a clear pattern. Evil, crazy. mofo.

When very young I was playing in the front yard of our house in Coronado, California. It was located some blocks from San Diego harbor. My mom was sitting on the front steps keeping an eye on me. Suddenly I started hearing loud noises coming from the direction of the harbor. Later I would learn the Navy ships moored in the harbor were all sounding their whistles and sirens. I asked my mom what was hapening. She replied "The Japanese have surrendered."

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I was in elementary school with two girls that were sisters. One was in my grade the other was in my brothers.
Their father killed them both and the mother. If I recall correctly he tried committing suicide but failed.

I lived in Chicago at the time. Here is a brief clip of Richard Speck:

One Sunday afternoon I went to the movie with my parents. I was young , about 10 yrs old . I went to the bathroom and was taking a leak and two men walked in wearing suits . One of them used the urinal and the other just hung back by the door . We all kind of walked out about the same time. Later that evening my Dad said it was Governor John McKeithen and his bodyguard . The Governors Mansion was only about a mile away.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/...y,_Illinois_bombings

The bombing in Oakwood, Il was across the street from my parents home. Interestingly enough one of my grade school friends was an ATFE investigator on the case.

As for my really notorious event, I got a front row seat at the 1968 Tet Offensive. Scared shitless.

I was in kindergarten at Homestead AFB where my dad was the base commander. I remember him just coming home to shower and change and go back to the office during the Bay of Pigs invasion.
Also witnessed the first B-52 to come into Homestead after the runway was reconstructed to be able to support them.
Lived in Saigon when the VNAF traitors bombed the Presidential Palace. They were flying right over our house. There were tanks in the streets for a while after that.

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Originally posted by 400m:
The more I read the replies, the more stories I remember.
I worked with a guy whose mother had dated Richard Speck. For those who don’t know, in July of ‘66, Speck entered a house in Chicago where 9 nursing students were living. He assaulted them, and killed 8 of them. Apparently he lost count as one nurse hid under a bed and she survived.

Did the lady date Speck in Chicago or when he was here in Dallas?

Back in the late 70's my 5 cousins were on a women's softball team. They didn't win much so they voted their coach out and talked my dad into taking over. They went on to win the championship that year. A couple of years later that same guy they got rid of killed his ex and six members of her family.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_Road_massacre

In 1965 I was in a High School class on the second floor, so we could look out the windows and see over the trees. We looked out to see a Jet fighter flying the landing pattern for Kincheloe Air Force Base ( Eastern U P of Michigan). but it was much too low and upside down. Suddenly one of the pilots ejected followed closely by the second pilot. The ejections drove them 6 to 8 feet into the ground, and the plane crashed. This all happened on my classmates farm.

My Dad saw the signing of the Peace Treaty with Japan that took place one ship over from his ship.
Rod

My dad told a WW2 story about
Watching
P61 black widow planes take off ,just after sun down.


The third plane didn't make it over the mountain and flew straight into the side.

The whole base lit up .

Turns out that it had grossly over loaded.

He said he could feel the crew dying at that very instant.