He’d talk about the Cuban Missile Crisis and the asssisnation of JFK.
I often wondered if I would have the same thing.
Then the death of Princess Diana occurred,
September 11, 2001.
For me, I can remember the exact moment I found out these events occurred.
With Princess Diana’s death, I was at a friend’s wedding. I had left the dance floor, and traveled the hallways to use the ladies room. On the way, I passed the hotel bar and glanced up at the TV. It was then that I found out about her death. Needless to say, I kept the sad news to myself during the festivities.
On September 11, 2001, I was in a hotel in San Diego with my Husband. The night before we’d been out and decided to sleep in before going to the zoo. I woke up to more than a dozen voice mail messages on my phone from my family. They lived on the East Coast, and were frantic to find me.
I rolled out of bed, turned on the TV and the first image I saw was a plane flying into the towers.
From there, the rest of my day was surreal, as I’m sure it was for many others. Along with sad, very sad.
Unfortunately, I understand now what my Dad had been saying.
Eleven years later. I remember.
Do you remember were you were?