I used to make a joke when I was younger.
"Where was I when Kennedy was killed?"
my crib," I would answer and I would laugh, partly because I was too
young to remember Kennedy but mostly because I couldn't understand how
so many people could be so upset by the death of one human being.
I got older I started to understand but not truely completely. I was
kind of embarrassed by the fact that I could remember where I was when
certain people died.
1. Elvis - I was watching my soap when a
special news bulletin came on and announced that Elvis was dead. His
death didn't really affect me but I had never seen a special news report
announcing such a thing. (this was back in the days when they actually
had to have news to use a breaking news report for those of you too
young to remember those days) The only breaking news report I ever saw
was when there was a chemical leak in Charleston WV. They activated the
emergency broadcast system for that one. (we lived about 60 miles away)
Elvis death affected me because I knew my parents would be devastated - especially my mom. She adored him.
Princess Diana - I had just come home from work. I was walking from the
living room to the bedroom when they came on the tv and said he had
been killed. I kind of hoped it wasn't true when they said it but I
knew it was when they said that Prince Charles was flying to Paris to
bring her body home.
I hoped it wasn't true because I, like so
many others, recognized the good she was trying to do in the world.
Still I was kind of embarrassed that "I know where I was when..."
Then 911 happened. I like all Americans spent the day weeping and in
disbelief that such an attack could happen in our country. Although I
had always wondered why they didn't.
But now my innocence was
lost. I felt the pain like everyone else did and I finally understood
what it was like for people who could remember when Kennedy died.
Michael Jackson - I was at work and Makayla was runnning around telling
everyone he was dead. I thought it was another hoax. (I have heard he
was dead several times in my life) But within the hour I knew it was
true and I was sad. I grew up with Michael Jackson. We were the same
Also, I thought it was hilarious in his "Thriller" days
becaue one of my stepdaughters was so in love with him that she was sure
she was going to marry him.
now I understand what all the hoopla is about when people talk about
the day Kennedy died. But I wish in a way, I still didn't.