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[–] Itdidnttrickledown@lemmy.world 12 points 1 day ago (2 children)

My daughter was in kindergarten and saw a man fall to his death on 9-11. Its stuck with her. Nothing was done to those assholes who allowed this to happen.

[–] walktheplank@lemmy.world 6 points 1 day ago (1 children)

You mean your government and their Saudi money men?

[–] Itdidnttrickledown@lemmy.world 1 points 1 day ago* (last edited 1 day ago)

No. You should be able to figure out who I meant now. Right?

Edit: Bless your heart, I guess not.

[–] LemmyThinkAboutIt@lemmy.zip 1 points 1 day ago (1 children)

I was 15 when I watched a guy blow his brains out on a freeway overpass on broadcast TV. That's always stuck with me.

[–] Itdidnttrickledown@lemmy.world 1 points 1 day ago* (last edited 1 day ago)

When my daughter was old enough I told her about the first death I saw. I was six years old and at a small dirt race track that operated for a few years. A photographer was crossing the track at the end of the night and I was looking right at him when a orange race car hit him at a fairly high speed. I was only about ten to twenty yards from him. I remember he was twitching and I remember all the blood on the track after they took him away. My mother of course was storing it all up for her vile daily gossip the next day. She dismissed my distress and told me it happens. Most people never see a person die. It affected me deeply and I was denied my distress by my parents. I'm thankful I could explain to my daughter that what she saw should upset her. Seeing something like that at a young age sticks with you.