1st grade, same age as Caroline I believe.

Sent home from school, all the moms were on their porch's or in the street crying and hugging.

Not usually allowed to watch weekly TV, we sat in front of our B+W and watched all week.

I remember everything too, like it was yesterday. I was scared Black Jack was going to get loose and be run over.

Ive visited his grave at Arlington and shed a few tears. Everything changed after that. Then Martin....then Bobbie.