This is pretty bad ass to see here. Big respect to your father, and I am curious if he knows Ben Herring of the Tulsa FD? I used to work mowing lawns for him and lost touch after moving. I was in Edmond for the bombing, as well, and I remember it vividly. It was 2nd hour, Mrs. Mitchel's English class at Sequoyah middle school. I was in the 6th grade. It was a bright, sunny, normal Spring morning, and then the shock wave rocked our classroom. We were held in a loose lockdown for the day and the blast was explained away as thunder. It was pre-cell phones, but that only worked for a few hours before word spread through the student body about the attack. A couple of kids that attended with me lost parents. My father worked downtown and had a bomb threat on his building (medical center- they threatened everywhere they expected injuries to be taken), it was a crazy, surreal day. Anyway, big respect and love to your pops.
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This is pretty bad ass to see here. Big respect to your father, and I am curious if he knows Ben Herring of the Tulsa FD? I used to work mowing lawns for him and lost touch after moving. I was in Edmond for the bombing, as well, and I remember it vividly. It was 2nd hour, Mrs. Mitchel's English class at Sequoyah middle school. I was in the 6th grade. It was a bright, sunny, normal Spring morning, and then the shock wave rocked our classroom. We were held in a loose lockdown for the day and the blast was explained away as thunder. It was pre-cell phones, but that only worked for a few hours before word spread through the student body about the attack. A couple of kids that attended with me lost parents. My father worked downtown and had a bomb threat on his building (medical center- they threatened everywhere they expected injuries to be taken), it was a crazy, surreal day. Anyway, big respect and love to your pops.
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