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That day had a huge effect on me. I was 12, about to be 13. I remember hearing a door slam downstairs... but there wasn't anyone downstairs... realized later that was the explosion I heard.

My dad and I drove to Yakima and the tri-cities area a day later... complete blackout conditions at noon:

The Mt St Helens eruption - and the day, May 18th - has always made me quietly introspective. It was such a huge once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing, to experience first hand a volcanic eruption... it implanted itself deeply into my psyche, and will always live there.