The day that Reagan was shot, my dad was working as a street performer and was putting on a stunt that had attracted a bunch of local news crews looking for local flavor pieces - "local clown drives through downtown blindfolded!"
But then Reagan was shot and nobody was interested in the clown story anymore. This was how I learned about the shooting as a kid - my dad lost a chance for minor local fame, and the piece of shit president survived.
The day that Reagan was shot, my dad was working as a street performer and was putting on a stunt that had attracted a bunch of local news crews looking for local flavor pieces - "local clown drives through downtown blindfolded!"
But then Reagan was shot and nobody was interested in the clown story anymore. This was how I learned about the shooting as a kid - my dad lost a chance for minor local fame, and the piece of shit president survived.