From my middle school diary:
“Yesterday there was an explosion in the plant near the ship channel. We had to get out of school to the high school. Boy was I nervous.”
I don’t remember much about the day, whether it was Monday or Friday, but I do remember we had to line up and walk down the street, across the football field and track to get to the high school. Everyone was in the auditorium, the elementary kids, the middle school, and high schoolers. I’m not sure how they fit us all in, but I sat in my seat, craning my neck to find my two little nieces. They were in first and second grade respectively. It was tense until I located them. I don’t remember what happened once it was over, but it was a scary moment.