I was a sophomore in high school in 1995. Oklahoma's many times zones ahead from Hawaii, so I didn't find out about the bombing until I got ready for school. My mom and I usually watched the morning news. I remember being in the car, and thoughts of little Bailey Allmon kept swimming in my head. By the time I had gotten to school, reporters had already determined that many people, many of them children, had lost their lives.
We had flag raising and prayer daily at my high school, and April 19, 1995 was the most somber morning I can remember. Our Mother Superior said a prayer for the families affected, and even a strong woman like Sister Regina Mary was moved to tears.
I remember watching the the dedication of the memorial on TV and I became emotional at the part dedicated to the children. To this day it breaks my heart to think of the bombing.
What breaks my heart even more is that Mr. McVeigh has no remorse for what he has done. My only hope is that God can deal with him accordingly.
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