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For many of us, hearing that date, the year fills in itself.
For younger folks, it doesn't.

I work in a call center and take and see customers' birth dates in the course of my routine. Being a lover of history, when their birth date is on a significant day, or they share a birthday with someone famous, I might mention it to them and they are pleased and it adds to the "customer experience" and it's usually something only they and their family share.
I was gathering information on one occasion, and a gentleman born in the early fifties told me that his wife's birthday was November twenty-second, nineteen sixty-three.
I reacted automatically and quietly "wow" in passing; there was a brief silent pause and he said, "I know."
Another few seconds of silence and I continued with my next question, both of us seeming to mentally go somewhere else for a brief instant, before we resumed the routine task at hand.  

I can't tell you exactly where I was on that specific day, as I was only three years old,  but I do remember, what must have been days later, being frustrated when my afternoon cartoons on the black and white television were replaced by a somber parade with horses, a flag draped caisson and what seemed to be endless, monotonous voice-over. That is one of my first independent memories unaided by parental reinforcement.
Strangely though, I remember feeling something beyond mere inconvenience at the program change- I knew in my child's way of understanding that something very sad and tragic had happened and the memory remains.

November twenty-second always sticks out to me, like December seventh did for my grandmother and father and September eleventh does for my sons; each one a watershed for a particular generation. Where something changed, all at once, for the entire country, at the same time.

I have gotten in the habit of flying the flag on these memorable dates and certain holidays, in general. Not so much out of old-style patriotism with what I see as slightly jingoistic overtones, but as a reminder to all who pass to honor the men and women overseas in what has become truly endless wars.

As I noticed the date, and having spent the day anticipating the bounty of Thanksgiving tomorrow, the feelings collided and I was struck by a strange feeling of profound realization; not just for the blessings of family and health that normally accompany the Thanksgiving meal, but at the fact that we are truly living in extraordinary times marked by a background of amazing sacrifice that has tragically become almost routine in its exercise.

This Thanksgiving, coincidentally on this historic date, I would like to give special thanks for the freedoms we enjoy and honor those who made, and continue to make,  them possible.
To allow these freedoms to be undermined and eroded under the guise of our "protection" is an insult to their collective sacrifice.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone, everywhere.

Peace.

 

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  •  I was 13 and in a 5th period GA history class. (17+ / 0-)

    It came as a great shock, especially to a kid on the verge of adolescence.

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    by Kimball Cross on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 03:52:20 AM PST

  •  9 (10+ / 0-)

    I was over at the elementary school I was in playing.
    A neighbor came over crying to tell everyone what had happened.

  •  I was in 3rd grade (11+ / 0-)

    We spent the entire day in class watching coverage of the funeral. Most of us were too young to understand, but the grief of the teachers was evident.

    “We are not a nation that says ‘don’t ask, don’t tell.’ We are a nation that says ‘out of many, we are one.’” -Barack Obama

    by skohayes on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 04:09:39 AM PST

  •  College--English Class (24+ / 0-)

    Standing in the hallway a class mate came up and said Kennedy had been shot.  Shock.

    Then another came up and said the radio had said Connally had been shot.  I thought just rumors flying around.

    The prof came in and she announced that 'The President of the United States has been murdered on the streets of Dallas, Texas.'  She turned and left.

    My father was a Dallas Police Officer.  He was the first investigative officer at the School Book Depository and secured the building.

    It was a long week.

  •  I was also a young child. (11+ / 0-)

    Living in Arlington, Texas the event was so local even at four years of age.

    Prior to the events of that day, "Dallas" meant early morning trips on the Turnpike taking my father to the airport. In those days, "the airport" was Love Field; there was no DFW.

    In our suburban neighborhood, our house was often the before-school-lets-out gathering spot for the other stay-at-home moms (which was most of the women in the neighborhood.)

    As the news broke on the afternoon of November 22, 1963,  my mom's closest neighborhood friends naturally gathered at our home.

    No cartoons, no Dialing-For-Dollars. Just news.

    And a living room full of twenty-something young mothers in shock and disbelief. And me.

    In the days that followed, the solemnity of the funeral.

    I was fascinated by Caroline and John-John because they were kids. Like me.

    But they had lost their dad, who was our president. My president.

    The assassination of President Kennedy was the first major collective national event I can recall in my life.

  •  The arrival of the Beatles and JFK (10+ / 0-)

    I first heard of both in the reform school cafeteria. Both were announced by the director but he wore a Beatle wig on the second occasion.   Beatlemania took the nations mind off the assassination for better or worse, IMHO.

    "HAPPINESS IS A CHOICE" , bumpersticker on a burning Subaru

    by tRueffert on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 04:34:44 AM PST

    •  I remember the teen-aged girl saying I looked (3+ / 0-)
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      like Paul. Or George. That was the quibble. ;)

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      by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:11:47 AM PST

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    •  Cronkite Had Intended a News Segment On Them (6+ / 0-)

      for the Thanksgiving weekend period or thereabouts; obviously the assassination scrubbed that plan. If I recall correctly, it ran after the assassination and funeral events were past, and they were booked for Ed Sullivan around Feb. of 64.

      We are called to speak for the weak, for the voiceless, for victims of our nation and for those it calls enemy.... --ML King "Beyond Vietnam"

      by Gooserock on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:43:21 AM PST

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      •  CBS News (5+ / 0-)

        This is either from November 21, 1963 or the morning of November 22, 1963.

        I never realized until today how much the two events were overlapping.

        •  CBS Evening News, Cronkite and The Beatles (3+ / 0-)
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          Mr. Cronkite then told me of his reaction to the story. "I was semi-interested, but I did not immediately run the story because it was a busy news week. I put it on the shelf until we had time for that sort of feature."

          As it turned out, the story was slated to run at the end of that week on the CBS Morning News and the CBS Evening News. But just hours after the feature on The Beatles was broadcast on the morning of November 22, 1963, Walter Cronkite was on the air informing the country that President Kennedy had been shot in Dallas. There was no evening news that night as CBS and the other two networks carried on with continuous coverage of the tragic assassination of the President. "For the next few weeks, the President's death dominated the news. By the second week in December, I thought it was once more appropriate to run feature stories. We decided to broadcast Kendrick's Beatles piece on our Evening News program. Shortly after we were off the air, I got a call from Ed Sullivan."

          Bruce Spizer beatlesnews.com
      •  Never realized they occurred simultaneously. nt (1+ / 0-)
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        same time.

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        by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 10:00:45 AM PST

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  •  Freshman HS English class (12+ / 0-)

    Miss Rose was the teacher. Five years later it would be Deja Vu all over again.

    White-collar conservatives flashing down the street, pointing their plastic finger at me..

    by BOHICA on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 04:36:22 AM PST

  •  Age 16 for me (7+ / 0-)

    I was a junior in high school in Miss Moss's history class when someone knocked on the door and gave us the news. Everyone went across the hall to the journalism room where someone had a radio. It was an awful afternoon and the next few days were even worse.

    "...in a society governed passively by free markets and free elections, organized greed always defeats disorganized democracy." Matt Taibbi

    by Getreal1246 on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 04:50:26 AM PST

  •  I remember where I was — (7+ / 0-)

    on the school playground after lunch. The "line up" bell rang much too early — we lined up, went in, and my second grade teacher, red in the face from weeping, told us to kneel down by our chairs and pray for the president. Not long after, the announcement that JFK had died came over the PA system, and we were sent home.

    That and now 9/11 will forever remain indelibly etched in my memory. Ah, what our world lost on both days.

    Thanks for remembering, too.

    •  Thanks for sharing that memory. Those are the two (2+ / 0-)
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      that are unique in their sadness.

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      by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 06:14:24 AM PST

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    •  I was in 2nd grade, and remember (5+ / 0-)

      my teacher, Mrs. Silbernagel was called out of the classroom. When she came back in she was crying, and told us all to put our heads down on our desks and say a prayer (I was in Catholic school up 'till high school graduation). The President has been shot, she said, and we needed to all pray that he would survive, and to give his doctors strength and skill.
      It was frightening to see a teacher cry. I think we all cried because we were scared, and we all thought that the Kennedy's were gods.


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      by Lisa Lockwood on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 08:17:36 AM PST

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  •  Eighth grade...we were all called to the gym (4+ / 0-)
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    and were given the news. Won't ever forget it.

    " The whole world is about three drinks behind" Humphrey Bogart.

    by flatford39 on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:16:13 AM PST

  •  Senior in HS in history class. (4+ / 0-)
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    Everyone was in shock. it was something no one ever contemplated at the time, though as BOHICA says, five years later, it seemed that it was no longer shocking, just incredibly sad and frightening that our leaders were being assassinated so often.

    You can't scare me, I'm sticking to the Union - Woody Guthrie

    by sewaneepat on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:25:26 AM PST

  •  I was in utero. (10+ / 0-)

    But I remember thinking that something was up.

  •  It's one of my earliest memories (6+ / 0-)

    The day that early 60's optimism got to blown to  hell.  This country, and this world, haven't recovered yet.

  •  I was eight and remember not understanding (5+ / 0-)

    what it was all about.  And going home and seeing my father crying for the first time ever.

    Cats are better than therapy, and I'm a therapist.

    by Smoh on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:44:10 AM PST

  •  I was 8 yo, living in Hayward, CA (4+ / 0-)

    When I looked at the calendar earlier this month to see when Thanksgiving was, this was, for me too, the very first thing that came to mind.  That date.  That event.

    I always think of it, if only for a moment or so, each year when Nov 22 comes around.  

    Oregon: Sure...it's cold. But it's a damp cold.

    by Keith930 on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:44:33 AM PST

  •  Junior High School aka Middle School (5+ / 0-)

    News of the shooting came first, just after lunch.

    Last class of my day was marching band, but just as we were taking our places the announcement of death was made, and school was closed for the day.

    We are called to speak for the weak, for the voiceless, for victims of our nation and for those it calls enemy.... --ML King "Beyond Vietnam"

    by Gooserock on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:47:38 AM PST

  •  For some reason I'm thinking of the change in the (6+ / 0-)

    speed of communication. My Grandmother idolized FDR, she had a bust of him on her mantle and many photographs. I remember her telling me how devastated she was when she read in the morning newspaper that he had died the previous day.

    JFK, I was 11 in the third grade and they waited until the end of the school day to make the announcement over the P.A. system. Some kids started crying, I still remember some dweeb shouting in the hallways "Yeah! Kennedy is dead!". That's when I started crying. I got home and told my mom, and she didn't believe me at first, and then she took the highly unusualy step of turning on the TV during the day. You see, in those days our TV was in it's own piece of furniture case, hidden behind doors, not revealed and turned on except for a few hours each evening when we'd gather around it as a family.

    September 11th 2001, I watched it live. I was living in Vegas and in the midst of my usual workday routine of drinking coffee in front of the computer with a TV on in the background. I was making my picks for my football parlay bets for the weekend. Then CNN broke in about a "small aircraft going off course" and crashing into one of the WTC towers. I shifted my focus to the TV, noticing what a clear day it was and wondering how an airplane could possibly not see that huge tower. Then a puff of smoke and a second plane hit the second tower. The CNN guy started babbling how could 2 aircraft possibly go off course on such a clear day. I yelled at the TV "you idiot, we're under a terrorist attack!".

    These days, God forbid we have something like a death of a President or terrorist attack on America, I'd get text messages or tweets within seconds.....

    David Koch, a teacher and a Tea Partier sit down a table with a plate of a dozen cookies. Koch quickly stuffs 11 cookies in his pockets, leans to the bagger and says "watch out, the union thug will try to steal your cookie".

    by Dave in AZ on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:53:32 AM PST

  •  Today is my 52nd birthday (6+ / 0-)

    And literally I cannot remember a single year that this hasn't been mentioned in the papers (or online nowdays).  It doesn't bother me, but there is always this odd cloud over the day that will never go away in my lifetime.

    The struggle of today, is not altogether for today--it is for a vast future also. - Lincoln

    by estamm on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 06:02:55 AM PST

  •  I was 20 (6+ / 0-)

    and as on my honeymoon. I dont usually cry but I cried that whole week.I will never forget.

  •  I was almost 3, riding in my dad's Rambler (6+ / 0-)

    We were moving from Canoga Park to Thousand Oaks. I only remember my dad saying "He was a creep!" about JFK, which gives you an idea of my family's politics at the time. That's how I learned a new word...

    My mother saw the light after all the anti-abortion rhetoric of the Reagan years. If the GOP had nominated a snail to run against President Obama, my dad would've voted for the snail.

    Not voting is NOT an option this time around.

    by AreDeutz on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 06:28:19 AM PST

    •  My dad was the same way- I am familiar with (3+ / 0-)
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      "faith based" politics. Since his death, I have found literature from John Birch Society, that was my dad's. And Goldwater stuff.
      He had softened considerably before he died.

      My mother was the head of the Republicans Overseas in Brussels in the Eighties, loud, proud Reaganite; she has since had a come to Jebus moment and is an ardent supporter of Obama.

      I half-jokingly tell her it's too little, too late in the karmic ledger.

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      by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 06:42:36 AM PST

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  •  First Year in High School (3+ / 0-)

    Thought I was on top of it all.  Remember calling my friend a liar when she told me about the announcement.  I wanted so badly for it to be a lie.

    -approaching Curmudgeonry with pleasure

    by Calfacon on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 06:49:41 AM PST

  •  Same age, same earliest TV memory. (3+ / 0-)

    I can remember seeing the funeral on television even though I was only three. Anyone growing up in the 60's lived with JFK's martyrdom hanging like a shadow in the background.

  •  Both of my parents were born in Ireland (4+ / 0-)

    and arrived here just in time for the Great Depression having been told stories of streets paved in gold, they had to deal with the remnants of NINA (No Irish Need Apply).

    Having an Irish Catholic elected President was a very big deal to our community and having him gunned down was an extra awful tragedy.

    As for myself, I was eight years old by 11-22-63 and had gotten a little notoriety around school (Catholic School-cheap in those days) for doing JFK impressions based on the First Family satire LP which had been a huge hit. I still have a bit of a reputation for accurate mimickry, so I guess it probably was pretty good.

    I was at hymn practice when one of the nuns passed word around to pray for the president, that he "had been hurt." By the time I got home everyone was glued to the TV and I think I stayed up later than I ever had before only going to bed because I had become physically nauseous.

    My older brother was the only one watching the tube when Oswald got shot. A 15 year old yelling "Holy shit!" was kind of odd at the time in our house, but it fit the moment. I don't even recall if they had an instant replay or we had to wait to see it again. Things just seemed to be getting weirder by the minute.

    Anyway, when I got back to school my JFK impressions ceased and greetings in my direction ranged from somber silence, to "you're dead!"

    It was a very strange couple of days and only September 11 can compare with it in any way for me.

    Thanks for this diary.

    I'm not paranoid, I'm just well informed--SherwoodB

    by SherwoodB on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 07:54:34 AM PST

  •  First grade (3+ / 0-)

    A runner from the office came to the room and whispered to the teacher, she gave us the news with tears in her eyes and we were sent home. Two days later my sister turned five. We watched the funeral all day. She got her cake and presents as a sort of somber dessert. For some years after, when we made calendars in school and marked the holidays, this date alone was circled in black.

    into the blue again, after the money's gone

    by Prof Haley on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 08:04:28 AM PST

  •  5th Grade (3+ / 0-)
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    Art class had just ended.  We were a ridiculously well-behaved class, so when the art teacher left and our teacher, Mrs. Mock, wasn't there, we simply pulled out books and started reading. Mrs. Mock dove in the doorway, held onto the frame and said "The President's been shot!" I couldn't imagine how that could happen and really didn't believe it.  Why would anyone shoot this sunny man with the pretty wife and the cute kids? Across the aisle Debbie Prislupsky burst into tears. The weekend was rainy and cold and we kept seeing the same grainy black-and-white footage again and again.  And added to that was the footage of Jack Ruby shooting Oswald.

    Oddly, I don't remember how I found out about RFK or MLK.  

    The disasters of my adult life have all centered around work. For both the Northridge earthquake and the Oklahoma City bombing I had been at work until 1am, but unaccountably could not sleep past 7am.

    I was at work for both the OJ car chase and for the news about Princess Diana.

    I was at a conference for work in Baltimore with a co-worker on 9-11.  We had just finished breakfast and were back in our rooms getting ready to go to a training session.  I had left the tv on. The first plane had already hit one of the towers, but I saw the other one.  

    When we got to the conference site, there was one tiny tv in an office and we were crowded in there.  The training facilitator had gotten into a cab at 9:45. The driver took her to several places around Baltimore with similar names. When she finally arrived at 10:15 she was angry and frustrated with that, but absolutely unaware of what had happened.  A lot of the people taking the session were news people who were called back to work.  The seven of us remaining were finally asked to leave the building at 2pm.

    All the restaurants in town were closed except the one at the hotel where the facilitator was staying, so we re-grouped there.  And they had big tv monitors all over, replaying the same footage over and over.  

    The grainy black-and-white from 1963 and the bright blue sky from 2001 can still play in my head on anniversaries like this.

    •  I was at work in 2001, heard it was a small plane (2+ / 0-)
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      and kept working as people left their desks to go watch the tv which normally had the weather channel on.
      Someone finally came and got me and said it was a big plane. I walked in as the second plane hit.
      Same thing with OKC. I was in Austin, working and a co-worker said a bomb had gone off in Oklahoma.
      I kept working.
      He came back and said "Like, dude, it was a bomb. You gotta come see this shit."
      I couldn't believe it.
      I have gotten over my "keep on working" attitude when stuff like that happens.
      Grainy black and white and clear blue skies and the ash covered people crossing the bridge.

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      by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 10:12:44 AM PST

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  •  Unforgettable day (3+ / 0-)
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    I was only 6 years old and got home from school around noon to find my mother sobbing, kneeling on the floor in front of the TV set. She was devastated, and that fact in itself made a huge impact on me. Why did she care so much about somebody she didn't even know?

    Not to mention that she was a Republican. Things were so different then. . .

    •  Definitely. Unfortunate. Like Clinton mentioned (2+ / 0-)
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      at the convention how he may differ with them, but he did not hate them, the way they hate the President.
      And it's the truth.
      They would not vote for, or support, Obama for dogcatcher.

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      by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 10:05:37 AM PST

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  •  Pregnant with my second child. Husband in (2+ / 0-)
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    mental hospital --- from the stress of facing fatherhood a second time -- and facing possible jail time for how he "acted out as a cry for help" according to his shrink.

    IIRC it was the first wall to wall tv coverage of a news event. And it was on all 3 channels.  It put my problems in perspective.

    9/11 was my dad's birthday.  We kept our date to take him to the Tampa Aquarium  -- though it meant driving toward where  Bush was known to be.  

    Dad was in his 90s and said go for it.  We had  an in-law at a conference in building 7  -- but knew there was nothing we could do but pass cell phone messages.

     So we adventured among the lovely critters  during the  replays --- we'd already seen both towers fall before we started.  

    Dad refused to let the terrorists scare him & never forgave them for swiping his birthday.  Tough old bird who didn't quit working until he was 87 1/2.   Died at age 97 -- on Thanksgiving Day.    He's my hero -- he made me feel safe and loved even while he worked on the road.  

    De fund + de bunk = de EXIT--->>>>>

    by Neon Mama on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 04:38:00 PM PST

    •  Your dad sounds so cool, someone you were lucky to (0+ / 0-)

      know.
      "They broke the mold, after him." types; few and far between, more and more scarce.

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      by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 07:45:12 PM PST

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      •  I once toyed with writing a book about guys (1+ / 0-)
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        like him  -- tentative title "Quiet Heroes."

        There are way more of them than we notice -- because they ARE quiet .  Men and women who simply keep getting up and going to work and raising their families to be responsible.    

        He grumbled a bit that California made him buy a 4 year license plate for his work van even though he estimated it would take less than a year if he repaired every shoe repair machine in the state.    He started in the south end and kept track until he finally got up to their capitol of Sacramento.

        He went to tax collector's office to pay up the required tax he had dutifully collected on each job.  The clerks were confused & flustered.  They didn't have a system set up to get their tax from itinerant worker whose permanent residence was out of state.

        A supervisor finally figured out a workaround and took their slice.   What astounded them was that they had never had anyone honest enough to come in voluntarily and ask to pay.

        They would never have known if he just drove away without paying.    But, he knew he would have known.

        De fund + de bunk = de EXIT--->>>>>

        by Neon Mama on Fri Nov 23, 2012 at 07:29:45 AM PST

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  •  Thank you for this, it's amazing reading all the (2+ / 0-)
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    comments and memories each of us have with world events such as these.

    These firsthand memories should be in our history books.

    For me personally, I wasn't born unitl Dec '64, so I missed all this.

    The generational event for me was the Challenger Disaster.  I still remember being a Junior in College and people walking down the hallways in tears, everyone trying to find a TV to get to.  I was in a Russian History Class and the Professor getting interrupted by an aide and then telling us class was dismissed.

    It was like our hopes for the future of humanity had been destroyed.  Our ever so idealistic future dreams just vanished.

    Looking back, Reagan being shot wasn't even close to being as traumatic, had he died, then maybe, who knows.

    -7.62; -5.95 The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane.~Tesla

    by gerrilea on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 05:50:07 PM PST

  •  I was sleeping in, my girlfriend then, ex-wife (1+ / 0-)
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    now (!) was ironing. The TV was running the launch and about the time I rolled over and started watching, the Challenger came apart like a bottle rocket- I remember thinking it looked like a bottle rocket misfiring going off course.
    Then I realized there were no parachutes or anything- it was really bad and there was an eerie quiet, the talking heads shut up and we kept thinking somehow they escaped; they couldn't have all just perished.

    For me, the attempt on Reagan, with so many people around him getting shot, and the media focusing on Teflon Ron's cavalier nonchalance, was completely overshadowed by John Lennon's murder a few months before.

    The Eighties purely sucked.    

    Occupy- Your Mind. - No better friend, no worse enemy. -8.75, -6.21<> Bring the Troops Home Yesterday

    by Thousandwatts on Thu Nov 22, 2012 at 07:41:33 PM PST

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