Challenger - I was in my third grade classroom when the principal announced it over the loudspeakers. We didn't have TV's in the classroom, so the teacher told us to read while she went out of the room.
Berlin Wall - I was in jr high, don't remember what grade...but I distinctly remember watching the news as it happened, and seeing people tear down pieces of it, and seeing people driving through the holes in their cars and stopping for TV reporters with tears of joy on their faces.
Start of Gulf War - I was driving home from a nearby city with my mom when news of the first American missiles being launched came on...I was scared at the thought of a war.
Waco - I was in my tenth grade health class and my teacher, who was as excitable as a three toed sloth, came running in wild eyed yelling...Waco's on fire! Waco's on fire! He turned the TV on and we didn't do any work the rest of the period.
I don't really remember where I was for Columbine, Columbia, or the first WTC attacks.
Of course I remember 9/11. I was five months pregnant at the time, and my son kicked like crazy that day, I guess do to stress. My husband had just flown home the night before (thankfully, I realized this later in the day) from a months military training in California. I was returning from taking him to work when the news hit on the radio of the first plane hitting; minutes later the news hit of the second plane. I had to take my mom to the dentist that day so I didn't get to actually see any footage until the afternoon when the towers had already fallen; I heard everything on the radio. I had planned on going to the mall nearby while my mom was at the dentist; I still went since I had to kill the time during her appointment. There was nobody in that mall; as I wandered up and down I looked into the stores and every sales associate was in an empty store and on the phone. I stood at the Clinique counter in a department store and listened to the radio with the saleswoman.
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"They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings; steal a little and they throw you in jail, steal a lot and they make you king"
Formerly Medusa
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