#okcbombing

[shevyvision]

We will not forget! #okcbombing #okcbombingmemorial (at Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwdKQxPB7Bq/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=b96x0j4178kv

[jpslapshot]

We will never forget! April 19, 1995 forever changed lives in Oklahoma. Today we remember and mourn the 168 people who perished in the #okcbombing. 27 years later, the pain and loss of that tragedy! #OklahomaStrong. https://www.instagram.com/p/CcivpjBL8wN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bestieswithjmac]

27 years ago today the Alfred P Murrah building in OKC was bombed. 168 beautiful souls lost. I was 3 1/2 so I don’t remember it. My dad and grandma took me to the memorial when I was 5 or 6 and I took these photos. At the time I didn’t really understand what had happened #alfredpmurrahbuilding #alfredpmurrahmemorial #weremember #neverforget #okcbombing #timothymcveigh https://www.instagram.com/p/Ccig1TIOfLs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[scottsackett]

Another drawing from last week, this time the Okc bombing memorial. #okc #okcbombing #okcnationalmemorial #sketchbook #urbansketching (at Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/CP4qrC8BCXm/?utm_medium=tumblr

[kimjameson]

#weremember 168 families who lost family members, some more than one, if you can imagine. Remembering the first responders and healthcare workers who are again taking their place in history...and the survivors, who have lived these 25 years not in the shadow of evil, but shining bright in spite of it. Thank you to my little brother Kent, who spent years working to support those affected. #oklahomacity #okcnm #oklahomacitynationalmemorial #okcbombing #1995 #hometown https://www.instagram.com/p/B_K0T_hhJP_/?igshid=14abzmpw9b464

[scottsackett]

Oklahoma City

[sacredowls]

#newworldorder #okcbombing #okcbombingmemorial #allseeingeye (at Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0PdRB2hZ5V/?igshid=f78ta8jxh2hc

[defalternative]

#ALPHA #OKCBOMBING #AlphasInActionOKC #OmegaChapter Derwin Miller was my brother. He aspired to be a federal agent or secret service officer. We laughed and hung out and held each other down. On April 18, 1995 he called me at Brickhouse (The first black owned nightclub in Bricktown) and asked me to follow him to drop his convertible Benz off for repairs and take him back to work. The plan was for the car to stay there overnight and for me to chill at his crib and I'd drive him to work the next morning. I always enjoyed visiting him at work and kicking back with his co-workers and sharing a laugh. Fate would have it that he decided to pick his car up after getting a quote for it's repair that was above what he had budgeted and I did not end up taking him to work the next morning. If I had, I would have walked inside and sat at his desk and laughed my ass off with him before he had to get busy at work. On April 19, 1995 Derwin Miller went to work at the Social Security Office on the first floor of the Alfred P. Murrough building in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. I wasn't there...he isn't here...and the what if's still haunt me. I LOVE YOU FRAT!