I had just graduated from high school in '67 when the riot took place. We lived on Wayburn between Morang and Moross. My boyfriend lived on Saratoga between Hayes and Chalmers. My mom refused to let me drive over to his house, and drove me herself. It was horrible watching all the looting and shooting on television. My cousin John came home from Vietnam during the riot, and on the way home from picking him up at the airport, they had to drive near the shooting to get to their home. My aunt said that at the sound of gunfire, John was immediately on the floor of the car...a well conditioned response from his time in Vietnam. What a "welcome home" for him!