Some interviews begin with research. Others begin decades earlier, in a small family room with everyone crowded around the television. On November 20, 1983, I was a college freshman home for Thanksgiving break when my family gathered to watch The Day After. Nearly 100 million Americans did the same, but the experience never felt communal in the comforting sense of the word. It felt personal and frightening. It felt permanent. (ABC/Screenshot) My…
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