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I took my dad's transistor radio to sleep w me. I woke up after 4+AM, and turned the radio on. But turned it right off.

So my sister told me he'd been shot when I was still trying sleep a bit more before getting up for HS.

Dragged around all day, in a distressed state. Had to go to a group get togther for a class "play" rehearshal. Then went to hang out with a like minded friend before going home to keep following the news.

Went to sleep eventually. Had transistor radio. Woke up with the same weird pains around 4AM or so Turned on the radio, they'd just announced he had died. Worse day at school.

Ugh. Terrible memories!