I was living in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan...Gladstone to be exact. I was working nights at the time and I didn't have a tv. I don't know why I wasn't listening to the radio on the way to work but I remember wondering why there were lines at the gas stations. Of course my co-workers had the tv on, and I think I sat there in a daze for at least a couple hrs...not caring whether I got fired or not. And I suppose we were all sort of in a daze for a while. It still has an unbelievable "dreamlike" quality to it.
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