I was in Junior High School and already had my driver's license at 15 & 1/2.
I was skipping school that day and was driving a 1960 Red & White Chev Impala Convertible in Downtown Dallas, 2 streets over from where the incident occurred. I had a buddy with me and 2 girls & about 2 or 3 cases of beer and some vodka. We were going to someone's house for a all day party!
We were listening to the radio and once we heard what had happened, the girls started crying and wanted to go home. We ended up taking them home and then stopped at a buddy's house and began our drinking binge. Watched TV the rest of the day.
Yea, I was a bad boy in those days. After I made it to 17 & 1/2 I joined the Navy and went to Vietnam. The Navy was successful in finally straightening me up........

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