I was about five and a half. My mother was doing some kind of craft project for Christmas or Thanksgiving, and was letting me "help" in the living room. I can remember the crawl coming across the TV, it was The Newlywed Game that was on. I was a precocious kid, I loved to watch the news even at that age, and I knew what a plane crash was, that is was a very bad thing, but I was not old enough to really grasp how terrible it really was. I remember my mom and dad turning over to WSAZ and watching Bos Johnson. It is one of the first things that happened to me in my life, though, that I have a very clear memory of, I can remember it like it was yesterday.