JOHN ROZENTALS

I remember quite well the afternoon and evening of 28 April 1996 … and the days that followed. The Sunday seemed to be rolling along quite normally in Hobart, where I was working as features editor for The Mercury … lunch, a couple of beers, finishing off the weekend papers, watching a bit of football on the box … when suddenly normal transmission was interrupted to report that all hell had broken loose at Port Arthur.

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