I hate that I remember nearly everything from that dreadful day in extreme detail. I was sitting in second period. We had a substitute for the second day in a row because our regular teacher had a baby. Actually she had the baby at school and the school nurse had delivered the baby in the nurses’ office; but that is a story for another time.
I think most of us were nearly falling asleep listening to our Sub going on and on about the improper use of commas when the distant sound of a low pitched, long lasting horn could be heard. And then a minute later the P.A. system came to life as our school Principal, Mr. Casting’s voice rang out.
