I was born in 1962, and my family lived in Chicago until moving to the Northern Suburbs when I was 4. I can remember my mother ironing in front of the black and white tv, watching newscasts commemerating the fire as I was growing up. Every time it was mentioned, without fail, she would cry and try to explain to me the depth of the tragedy. I don't think it's something you can understand until you send your own children off to school and someone else's care each day. The victims, their familys, anyone touched by this terrible fire, are in my prayers.
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