October 31, 1993. My mom woke me at around 5 am central time. She was driving to work and heard the news on the radio about River dying. She turned around and came back to the house to tell me. I didn't believe her at first. I told her to stop saying that. It couldn't be true. When I saw the news, I burst into tears. I mourned the loss of River as though I had known him.
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