The Day I got Married,,,, she's NEVER, allow me to forget. LOL ;=)))

Kennedy, I was in the sixth grade, we were out at recess and I'd just ran back to the class room to get another soccerball.  I just happened to look up at the TV the teacher had on with live coverage of the parade and I saw it as it happened, something I'll never forget.

LOL Murph!

9/11 sticks in my mind more than anything. I was sleeping in my dorm room when I heard a student say, "the building fell down". I thought he was refering to the old gym on campus that is in disrepair. When I woke up to go to work, I saw a bunch of students fixated on the TV. That when I saw the horror of what was going on. Ironically, we were having a speaker that day on campus to talk about "Muslim-Christian" relations. I had just a sickening feeling all day imaging  how people were going to freak out and "cling to their guns" and harrass people who appeared to be of Middle Eatern descent. Later that day, I drove to Wal-Mart and a guy wrote "payback is a B-52" on the back of his car. I also started to imagine the possibility of an all out attack on the US and getting called back into the service. It was a very sad day for me...

I remember the day Tupac died. I was a freshman in college. The guy had been shot and stabbed before and made rap songs about it. When it was announced on the news, I thought it was joke. He seemed invincible at the time. Months later Biggie Smalls died and I felt he got what he deserved, since I was a Tupac fan and I had bought into all the hype. A couple of days later I did an interview (I was a reporter for the college news show) with his cousin and I started to see Biggie as a person and not as the rap persona. My feelings for hip-hop forever changed and the whole gangster rap scene lost its appeal. Two lyrical geniuses lost their lives over fictitious battles that sold a bunch of records and a whole bunch of young people bought into.

The day the Challenger blew up sticks in my mind. I remember exactly where I was, what I was doing (driving), even sounds and smells come back to me when I think about it. I had to pull over and park for a while. It felt like I had been kicked in the gut when I first heard it on the radio. Same for the Columbia break-up. Only that time I was at home, turned on the TV to watch the landing, and...well you know the rest. As you can tell, the space program is very near and dear to me.

I remember how ashen my father looked when he read the headline about the bombing of Pearl Harbor.  I remember all the car horns blowing in LA on VE Day.  I can still picture in my mind exactly what was going on in my classroom the day JFK was assassinated and how my class and I were glued to the TV screen for the rest of the school day.  I remember when Spiro Agnew resigned in disgrace, followed not too long after by Nixon's resignation.  In college I recall the cease fire agreement in Korea and the return of our troops.  Most recently the events that stand out are the terrorist attack that downed 3 planes and took thousands of lives, the Katrina hurricane and its aftermath, and the Northridge quake that downed bridges and buildings in the LA area.  Many other days stand out in my memory, but the ones listed here are common to most people.    

Understand that H8.  Was in my office the day of the Challenger and the secretary's daughter called to tell us that the shuttle had blown up...TV's were on the rest of the day.

I remember vividly the Columbine High School massacre, the Challenger exploding, the Northridge earthquake and 9/11.  I also remember the day Elizabeth Smart was found after being missing for so long and I began crying.  I think her return was truly a miracle. 

I almost forgot to mention the OJ Simpson verdict and the LA riots.  Looking back at these, I wish I would forget some of them.

The challenger blew up on my 7th or 8th birthday. There was time when I fancied the idea of being an astronaut but that day nixed that idea.

OJ Simpson verdict exposed a division that, in my mind, I thought no longer existed. My Economics teacher, Mr. O'Connor, played it live on TV. He spent the whole perios explaining why OJ would be found guilty (short jury deliberations, polics chase, etc.) After class there were black and hispanic kids celebrating as if they had won the super bowl and white kids that were either indifferent or visibly upset. I'll never understand why Mr. O'Connor aired the live reading of the verdic to the class.

There are two many to count, My best friend being killed on the 350 Honda he'd bought the day before, Nam, Wars, Death, watching our Mother and Father die and helpless to do anything.  The people I tried to save on the roads, the people I almost had to kill by lethal force and I'd taken the Oath to save em, the day my Ex walked out, the days my Grand children were born, my last day at work when I had the injury that forced me to retire, so on and so on......................

Geeeeezzzzzz you're causing me to remember things I've spent years, trying to forget. LOL 

Didn't mean to cause any harm Murph....just being philosophical today!

November 22, 1963

September 11, 2001

November 7, 1991- The day of Magic Johnson's press conference. In his prime, he was better than even Michael Jordan. It's sad that he left the game when he had s much more to give. I couldn't watch basketball for about two years after that.

Seems we are the same age Murphy, I remember being in my sixth grade classroom when Kennedy was shot, my most vivid memory of elementary school, I remember the Challenger explosion vividly as well, I was driving through New Mexico.  I was with both parents when they passed several years ago and several years apart. They were very sick and the peacefulness that came over the rooms immediately will never leave me. 

The smell of campfires or the sight/taste of chex mix reminds me of week long trips to yosemite....

06-06-06- My grandpa passed away.....

January 25, 1999 - First Bakersfield Snow...waking up my best friend, school canceled, snow angels, various snowmen, hot cocoa

Sept. 11, 2001 - Waking up to seeing my dad distraught by what he saw on the television, making signs and lighting candles asking cars to honk for America...

[wierd] but anytime I see Maalox I get the heeby jeebies and am reminded of my month long stay in Whittier CA for treatment...

June 29th, 2008- skydiveeee.

12-2-92 &12-2-94- The death of my grandparents

05-13-94 &05-13-08- The deaths of my aunt and father, respectively (they were twins) 

October 30, 2002, and July 15, 2008.  The two days I had to gave up my love for dead.

May 28, 2006.  Wedding dinner in a FoodCo parking lot--Diet Pepsi and jalapeno-cheese rolls.

June 17, 1968.  Losing whatever faith the priests hadn't already preached out of me.

May 29, 1986.  Goodbye, Maynard (we called him/her that before the birth...)

November 7th, 2000  (and the weeks thereafter) - Gore v. Bush

Early August 2001 - I broke my ankle and fibula, which completely altered many of my plans for the upcoming first year of college.

Sept. 11, 2001 - I had just gotten out of my Physical Anthropology lecture and was walking to my next class.  Even though it was still somewhat early, the daily hot dog vendor was already set up and a group of students were surrounding his boom box radio.  After it dawned on me what was happening, I freaked out, since I knew my father was supposed to be in NYC that week on business. Luckily he was still in Chicago when it happened.

Feb. 2003 - I took a Greyhound bus from Tallahassee, FL to Fayetteville, NC to spend time with my best friend, stationed at Ft. Bragg.  He's a Paratrooper in the 82nd airborne, and the same week that he found out he'd be one of the first in Iraq, his fiance' also broke off the engagement.  It's been more than 5 years now, and we haven't seen each other since.  The vast majority of those 5 years, he's either been in Iraq, Columbia or Afghanistan.

April 29, 2005 - Graduation from Florida State University

May 18, 2005 - My Grandfather died

March 10, 2007 - My wedding day

Like others, I remember gathering around the radio in school after the Challenger explosion. I will say that the teacher did a good job of calming the students who were upset by the news. Then when I got home, the news on TV had the footage and kept talking about Christa McAuliffe.

For 9-11, I was driving to my research lab in graduate school when I heard the news. The radio station had several distraught people calling in because one of the flights was reported to be destined for Sacramento, so there was concern of another attack happening there. I remember one teenager who called in was particularly frantic about it. Once I got to campus, we gathered around the computers for news. I remember how CNN.com got so much traffic, they had to revert to a basic static HTML page just to be able to serve all the requests. When I got back home that evening, my roommates were watching the news coverage on TV. Several of us had family in the military, so that was a big topic of conversation that night. I also remember getting rather sick of the continuous coverage by the next morning. The media really did fuel the fear with constantly bombarding people with the images IMO.

Many of the same national "moments" the others listed. Kent State was the day I became personally scared of my own government . A month before 9/11 my mother died and started the "a death a year if you need it or not" years for me,so those years are all significant. 02/08/1988~ the day the perfect baby "bubba" died and I was given Kelsey~ who was the perfect baby~ I just didn't know it yet.

Good post Goofy1

I'm with Murphy...too many to count.  9/11, Kennedy assassination, 1952 earthquake, both my wedding days, births of my children, births of my grandchildren and great grandchildren.  A night on a mountaintop in early spring waiting for ewes to lamb to take the lambs back to the safety of the barn.  A night so dark and cold it looked like diamonds had been strewn across the sky.

My mothers death.  My fathers death.  The deaths of my two best friends from high schools.  Sadness, happiness, hope, glory, and little acceptance for some things left undone.

Ah Goofy1, you sure know how to get us to wax nostalgic.

I just felt the same way this morning Nancy...just one of those mornings for reflection

8/3/2008...I turned 40 today.  I guess this day has lasted forever so far :)

5/18/80 Mt St Helens blew in Washington (lived in WA at the time)...I was in 6th grade and my brother and I were playing outside when we saw the "ash clouds" coming towards our town.  The next few weeks were a bit bizarre.  It turned dark as night by noon, and for the next few weeks my father and friends made a living by shoveling ash off of people's roofs.  School was cancelled for the rest of the year (we didn't complain!).  The bad part was having to walk around town with masks on our faces.

5/18/1992 got engaged!

Since then, lots of important "forever days".  Mom passing, son born, daughter born, 9/11, and many happy anniversaries with my husband.

 Happy 40th becuzz!

Thanks nine18kk:  I'm trying to live through it...I'm playing Wii with my kids to prove I'm not old!

08/08/1984-the day my first daughter, Kattalin, was born and died; 08/08/1985-my Kati was born; 11-10-1988-my Alex was born; 08-10-1992-my Jordan was born. November 7th, 1992, the day I found out my husband had been seeing another man. 9-11, of course. June 27th, 2003-the day my Jordan was killed. December 10th, 2006-the day I married my husband, the only wedding I ever really WANTED to be in!

There are so many other days whose events I vividly remember, but whose dates have slipped my mind. They are not any less vivid; I am just terrible with numbers.

spam code vampr (vampire).

Sitting in my high school econ class watching Columbine unfold.

Sweeping the floor at Mcdonald's when it was announced Princess Diana died.

Waking up to the phone ringing and my aunt telling me about 9/11.

JKF Jr. dying on my 18th birthday.

(Not all are about death)

May 5, 2005. Feeling my baby move inside me for the first time.

October 6, 2005. Holding my baby for the first time.

In guess the snow day (1-25-99) isn't a big one on your guys' list..... ?

My strongest memory of the snow day is getting woken up at 4 or 5am by a child screaming "It's snowing!" repeatedly. So I was rather grumpy that day due to the lack of sleep and didn't really appreciate the snow.

HAHAHA, Shwaine, I too was grumpy, irritated that I was called so early for snow (I mean it was still going to be there when I woke up).  My best friends grandpa called me and I thought it was a dream and I started yelling at him.  I will never forget that day. Needless to say, I was embarrassed every time I seen him. 

I'm like alot of the above. I remember the Challenger, 9/11, Columbine, Rodney King riots.  Princess Diana, I remember walking in my door coming from the club and that's all I could watch.

Of course I remember birthdays, death days, anniversaries, my wedding day (the hottest day in July 2006).

One day is the most hurtful for me, my grandmas passing.  3/13/97. I went to visit her and she was sleeping and I didn't want to wake her so I left.  My mom called me at 5 the next morning saying she passed. I will never forget that day!