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Fourth grade, at lunch in the open air picnic tables between the classrooms. The door to Ms. Hoy's class burst open and so did Mr. Houston's classroom. It was the first time I experienced adults weeping. It was so sad. My Marine Dad, a republican was really shaken up. The days to the televised funeral were a blur, very confusing for a 9 year old.
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