I was 16. 11th grade study hall in the cafeteria. They popped the TV's on. Everyone in that study hall was allowed to stay there and watch, or go home.

That was one FUCKED up day, no doubt. I don't remember too much of that day, except for stoppin in church with the fam, and runnin over to the gf's house at the time, who had an uncle or aunt or cousin who passed on, that day.