Challenger, I was at a freind's house (both 2 years old) and we heard commotion on the TV in the other room. We had been playing with toys, ironically enough, a toy space shuttle, and I remember not knowing exactly what was going on, but the image is still burned into my memory.
Columbia, I was in history class, and my mom called me on my cell phone. The only other time she ever called my phone was when my dad died, so I knew it wasn't something good. I checked my voicemail half an hour later during the 15 minute break in the middle of class, and just kind of stood there in shock.
Columbine, I didn't really watch the news much back then, and it was spring vacation from high school, so I saw something briefly about a shooting in Littleton, and didn't really know much until that afternoon when my mom started asking about it. That was the event that got me watching the news in the first place.
9/11, I was in school walking to homeroom, and I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, and felt like something really bad had happened, call it a gut feeling if you want, but no Obi-Wan Kenobi jokes. I got to homeroom, the intercom came on, and the Headmaster of our school spoke, in the same monotone he always did (same tone of voice to announce winning Athletic State Champiponships as he used when a student died) and said, "I never thought I would have had to announce something like this, (at this point we all assumed he was pissed because someone had trashed his car or something)" and continued ot announce that two jets were hijacked and intentionally flown into the WTC. Still gives me chills to think about that.
OKC, I don't remember.
Kennedy shot, not around back then
Gulf War 1, I was playing Nintendo, and someone called, my mom picked up the phone, and I was too young to understand why she wouldn't let me play Nintendo.
Moon Landings, not around, but we all know those were fake
