JHN-How the Death of My Red-Headed Friend Gary in 1976 Shaped My Feelings about Gun-Related Deaths...and Life in 2024

The Jack Hopkins Now Newsletter #214

It was a blistering hot August afternoon. Sweat was causing my legs to slide on the now-slick vinyl seats each time we turned a corner in my mom’s 1976 canary yellow Pinto station wagon, which had been purchased new just a year before. My mother picked me up from the swimming pool that afternoon.

The radio was on, tuned to our local radio station. The ne…