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Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
Why is that I remember exactly where I was* when I found out that Andy Gibb died, but I can't remember where I was when I found out that anyone else died?
*I was shopping for plaid pants (it was the 80s) in Fairweather (a Canadian clothing store that appeals to teens) with my friend Cathy.
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I remember where I was when I found out Reagan had been shot (riding in a car over Independence Pass on my way to Denver), when the Challenger exploded (TV lounge of the 3rd floor of Sadler Hall, where I was an RA), where I was when PanAm 103 blew up (wrapping Xmas presents for my co-workers), when the Berlin Wall came down (livingt room of 2809 Vista Drive, Manhattan Beach, CA) and where I was when the LA Riots started (1010 E. Union Street, Pasadena, CA, at work).
I do not recall where I was when Paris Hilton went to jail. Either time.
