I was in first grade and I remember the teacher telling us what had happened and then dismissing us. It was a different age and most of us had stay at home moms who would be waiting for us. Very few bus riders at my school. I just had to walk about 3 blocks home. 50 years later I was a reading pal for a number of years at my former elementary school. I would read with my student and then we would go to the cafeteria for lunch and I found myself standing in the hallway looking at the door to my first grade classroom and thinking that it was very unusual for me to be almost in the exact same place 50 years later.
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