I worked as a proofreader on a newspaper in Boulder Colorado.

Copy came on my desk for me to proof. I broke down crying and told my co-workers. They didn't know either. Then had to proof the copy.

Walked home at 3 am, my roommate and a friend were asleep on the couch with music playing. Think it was "Imagine" I fell to my knees and quietly sobbed, thankful they had left it on.