I was dating my favorite drummer (aside from by bro F, Neil Pert & Roger Taylor from Queen, not Duran Duran) and he was living on the top floor of one of those HUGE houses on Spruce in West Philly – it had a front facing window and everyone in the apartment took turns watching what we could. So many emotions – we didn’t know any of those people but the thought of the senseless loss of life (especially children) was shocking.
61 homes were destroyed and while they were replaced by the City of Philadelphia, the construction was, well – substandard is really reaching. Yes, the 1980s wasn’t one long stream of neon clothes, crazy hair, spandex and valley girl talk, it was in your face reality too.
Kris McGuigan