Forty years ago today and around this time, my mother and I walked over to our neighborhood newspaper stand to buy the early edition of the New York Daily News. That was something she liked doing. I had no opinion on the subject. I was seven years old.
A few hours later, on the evening news, this news broke. The next morning we walked over to the neighborhood newspaper stand we went to the night before and bought the final edition. This edition.
From then on, my mother and I waited to buy the final edition of the newspaper. Again, I had no opinion on the subject.
This. Broke my heart.
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This. Broke my heart.
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