There are few events in our lives that we remember vividly enough to remember exactly where we were and what we were doing. I remember the births of most of my siblings ( I was too young for a couple of them), I remember my graduation from high school, I remember my wedding, and I remember the births of my children and grandchildren. I remember the horrible days that I learned that my brother had been killed in Viet Nam, my niece died, my father died, my mother died, and my other brother died. I remember joyous occasions like weddings and births.
Those are personal memories. Sometimes the memories blur a bit because
some things are too painful to deal with all the time. But the memories
are there waiting to be acknowledged. All I have to do is call them up
and it is like they happened yesterday.
Then there are memories that are shared by most of the world. We watch
enraptured as a new pope is elected. We watch as countries elect,
choose, or have new leaders forced upon them. We see the atrocities
committed for whatever cause is supposed to be the "right" one. We see
how people can come together, united for the benefit of most. All of
those are so important.
There are those memories that you look at someone and say, " This is
where I was when that happened." Usually they are catastrophic events.
Usually they change the way our world is viewed from then on.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy was the first "rock star" president. He was the
first to use television as a tool to help him be elected. He was
photogenic and so comfortable in front of the cameras. He looked like
calmness and strength during his debates with Richard Milhous Nixon.
JFK was beloved by his followers and by the people around him. Secret
Servicemen and media members all were pleased to do his bidding.
"Regular" people had pictures of him prominently displayed in their
The United States as a whole adored the young president and his family.
His wife Jackie was lovely and obviously elegant. Women wanted to be
like her. His very young children, Caroline and John-John, were beyond
cute. We loved to see them interacting with their father... just like he
was only Dad and not the President of the United States.
Even though the Kennedys were one of the wealthiest families most of us
felt they had empathy for us, the little people. Most politicians give
the impression of being born to money and many people feel that those
politicians do not understand the day-to day struggles we have.
But not JFK. He understood and wanted to do something about it. At least that was the way most people felt.
In 1963 the US was gearing up for elections the following year.
President Kennedy was running again for president so he was in the midst
of campaigning as well as running the country. One of his most
important stops was Dallas, Texas.
In early August that year Jackie Kennedy had given birth prematurely to a son. The baby did not survive.
Needing to feel close to her husband and knowing that she was an asset
to his campaign Jackie decided to accompany JFK to Dallas in late
November. They were both still grieving the loss of their baby and being
together made sense for many reasons.
While in a motorcade with John Connally, the governor of Texas, and his wife, John F Kennedy was shot and killed.
The phrase "where you when JFK was assassinated" came about years later. The thing is that we all remembered where we were.
I was in Algebra II class. It was a split class. We went for half a
period and then went to lunch and then back to class. When we came out
for lunch students and teachers were in the halls crying and with looks
of disbelief on their faces. The President had been shot. He was rushed
to a hospital. We had not yet heard that he was dead.
So that is where I was when I found out. For the next few days all television stations showed and re-showed all things Kennedy.
Lee Harvey Oswald had been arrested for the shooting. Two days after the
President died Oswald was being transferred to another facility. As was
the practice of the day media was present at all events they chose to
attend. They chose to be there when Oswald was moved. It was being shown
on live television.
Since the schools were closed and the whole thing was important we were
glued to the television watching. Suddenly a man jumped from the crowd
in the basement of the police station. He had a gun in his hand and shot
Lee Harvey Oswald right there on live TV. We saw it as it happened.
Fairy tales do come true. We saw it happen when Prince Charles married
Diana Spencer. It was a fairy tale wedding and we watched on television.
She was such a beautiful bride. He was a regal husband.
We were thrilled when Princess Di as she came to be known had two heirs to the throne of England. They were a fairy tale family.
Then things began to ravel. Rumors of infidelities circulated.
Eventually there was a divorce. The Prince remarried. The Princess had
suitors. The young Princes seemed to be relatively normal.
Princess Di was the darling of the paparazzi. She was beautiful and went
to the most chic and fashionable places with the most in demand people.
The paparazzi all wanted to get that picture that no one else had in
order to make their names.
Leaving a nightclub Princess Di was besieged by the usual photographers.
Her driver tried to get away from them and had a terrible accident.
Princess Di was killed.
I worked the night shift locked away in the cash office of a major
department store chain. One of the cashiers came to the little window
they used to communicate with us for whatever reason. She asked if I had
heard about Princess Di. I said, "noooooo?" and waited for the punch
line. I thought she was going to tell a joke.
At first I did not believe her when she told me that Princess Diana was
dead. Finally she convinced me. I was in shock that something so
terrible had happened. That is where I was when I learned of the death
of Princess Di.
My sister and I worked together in the cash office of a major department
store. We rode to and from work together. After a long night at work I
dropped her off at her house and went home. I still had to drive my son
to work. He could not drive at the time for medical reasons.
When I returned from taking my son to work I laid down on the couch to watch the news. I promptly fell asleep.
What woke me I do not know. There was a talk show on TV. They were
talking about an accident involving an airplane. As I watched a plane
flew right into the building they were showing on television.
The World Trade Center in New York City had been attacked. Two airplanes
flew directly into the towers. I saw the second one as it happened.
I called my sister and asked her if she was watching television. She
answered no. Why? I told her, "Somebody just declared war on us." I
could not believe it. But there it was in front of me.
Both towers of the Trade Center were hit by planes. Both collapsed
causing many deaths. The devastation did not end there but that was the
beginning. Today everyone on the globe is trying to deal with terrorism.
I actually called off work that night because I was mesmerized by the
coverage on TV. The downed plane in Pennsylvania and the crash into the
Pentagon only added to my need to understand. Unfortunately I still do not
understand. But I know where I was when it happened.
I was watching the launch of the space shuttle Challenger. I do not want
to go into space but the space program has always fascinated me. As I
watched the Challenger exploded. All seven people aboard were eventually
declared to be dead.
I just remember where I was. I was sitting cross-legged in the middle of my bed.
Is it strange that I have such vivid memories of such unhappy things?
Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that none of them should
have happened. They were all preventable. Most were the actions of
someone trying to harm someone else. Why?
The things you describe are all traumatic (and sometimes historical) events. Shared trauma, in fact - cultural trauma. I think it is human nature to remember these inexplicable events that are sudden and unexpected. They jar us, take us out of our safety zones and challenge us to think hard, and to be brave. Or as Thomas Paine said, "These are the times that try men's souls." Women, too.ReplyDelete
Very well said.Delete
Sometimes we can't help but walk back into the past, to a time, place or event that seemingly had a profound effect on us.ReplyDelete
How true. All of the things I mentioned changed my world.Delete
I watched the planes fly into the World Trade buildings on TV while eating breakfast and after that I no longer watch the news while I'm having breakfast.ReplyDelete
I understand completely. I was in total shock.Delete
I rather prefer not to remember all these tragic events; not to ignore but sad to recall.ReplyDelete
You are smart to do that. Do you remember good times?Delete
I heard about Kennedy from my parents when ever my father talked over world politics with my mother or unclesReplyDelete
Diana was most fascinating figure in my life .I never found such compelling attraction in anyone else as she possessed .She was only one whom pics i cut out from magazines and posted on my house walls ,my granda was strongly against to putting pics on wall as she considered it a big sin like act .
Her death was shock to me and it kept me sad many days .
i still have her in my special corner of heart i don't know why.
world trade center collapsed front of my eyes and media repeated it with caring about it's terrible affect on delicate human heart.
It seemed a day of judgement as it is mentioned in our holy book .
Mom and i cried .
Later in national geographic channel i saw a documentary in which they revealed that it wes self prepared plan by president BUSH to secure the very huge amount of gold in that centr basement and it hurt me more than accident itself
There are many theories about why each event I wrote about happened. As far as I know Lee Harvey Oswald shot Kennedy. I do not know why. As far as I know Princess Diana was killed in an awful accident rushing to escape photographers. Greed seems to be the reason they were chasing her. As far as I know many unnecessary lives were lost when a group of men coordinated hijacking plane for the purpose of crashing them into important buildings. It seems the reason was to take as many lives as possible and cause as much fear and chaos as possible. As far as I know the only large amounts of gold in the United States are stored at Fort Knox. There was nothing left in any of the buildings least of all gold. Sometimes things are what they are. We need more proof before we can say that the causes are different.Delete