This was the craziest thing to me. I spent a large part of my childhood in Oklahoma, and all of that was either in Tulsa or its suburbs, or at least in Tulsa’s gravity well as the closest major metro. I didn’t learn about this until I was almost 30. It boggled my mind to know that something horrible like that happened just a few miles from where I lived and I never knew. I think there’s a museum now, but I can’t for the life of me recall having heard of it when I lived there, so I think it may be recent-ish.