Memory

Twenty-five years ago today, I was waiting my turn in a barber shop in Tucson. At the other end of the shop was a small TV, fastened high on the wall so that everyone could see. It was too far away and tuned too low for me to hear, but I could see it well enough. This is what I saw.

A bright blue subtropical sky. A thick column of white smoke rising into the sky, with a blindingly bright spot of light atop it. Rising, rising... and suddenly splitting into a Y-shape.

It would be some time before I found out just what had happened, but my immediate thought was "Oh, my God...."

Where were you, and what do you remember?