Monday, July 30, 2007

Where were you when.....?

In our lifetimes there are usually only two or three events that happen when you can count on everyone in your generation will know exactly where they were when something happened. The most recent of these was of course the events of 9/11 when I am sure everyone can remember where they were when they heard. The other event was when John F. Kennedy was shot. I know I was in a taxi going to Spring Valley High School to substitute for the afternoon session when the driver told me what had happened. Can you remember where you were? Are there any other events that happened during our lifetime that compares to these two events.

2 comments:

Georgia Peach said...

On 9/11 I was upstairs in our Press Office giving information regarding lane closures on an Interstate, they had the television on monitoring traffic when the first plane hit, I couldn't believe my eyes, I was frozen to the spot I felt scared frightened and all I wanted to do was leave work and get home to my family.
When President JFKennedy was shot I had the television on, when Walter Cronkite came on and announced the President was shot, my husband and I did not move from the TV for three days, we felt like it was a family member who got killed. Those two events will forever stay with me.

Henry said...

When President Kennedy was shot, I was driving back to work from my lunch break. I wasn't much up on the news, and knew nothing until I arrived at work, and one of my co-workers said, "Did you hear that President Kennedy was shot?" Out-of-touch me: my first thought was that he had been hunting, and it was an accident.

September 11, 2001. My workplace was in Rutherford, NJ, near the junction of State Routes 3 & 17. My cubicle was on the 11th floor, on the south side of the building where the windows gave a clear view of the Manhattan skyline and the WTC. Someone said, "The World Trade Center is on fire." A co-worker who always had his radio on at low level, turned the volume up, and we listened to the speculations about what was going on, and most of the other employees gathered at the window to watch I tried to call my wife, but she was away from the house. As I was trying again to reach her, I heard a voice say, "The other tower is on fire." We all agreed that one could be an accident, but not both - it had to be deliberate. We stayed near the windows, watching, and saw the towers collapse. One very vivid memory of that day was seeing the dazed look on the face of an Israeli co-worker - almost as if she was thinking, "Oh no; it's come here too."