I had been sick for a couple of days prior to the accident, but on this particular day I was at my dad's physical therapy clinic. My mom always let us have one extra day of recovery, and since she worked as my dad's receptionist, I had just gone to work with her. I was in his office, playing at his desk and I believe I was watching "The Price is Right" when they cut in with the news of the explosion. As an 11-year-old, I was irritated that they had interrupted my show with the boring old news, and it was with some disinterest that I watched the goings on. I remember going out to tell my mom what they said, but she was checking a patient in and I had to wait. I leaned on the door frame, not wanting to interrupt, and once she was free, I nonchalantly said, "Hey, you know that space ship that was going up today? It blew up." I remember that I was kind of surprised at how shocked she was.
It amazes me that it's been so long.