The Fall of the Wall for me as well – I “never expected to see it” right up to September 1989, when I met László Paskai, Archbishop of Esztergom and the Cardinal Primate of Hungary, in Boston.
The only language we had in common was German. I couldn’t believe that I’d understood him correctly when he patiently explained to me that it was going to happen, and why it was going to happen.
Remarkable that he saw it coming. Few did. Most of us thought that if and when the Soviet empire fell, the cause would be material: military or economic. We were wrong.
One of my earliest memories is the Challenger explosion, which in a way was the end of anyone caring about space explosion. I remember the wall coming down too, but I was too young (9) to really understand what it meant. 9/11 was the thing that stopped me in my tracks.
Talk about VIVID MEMORIES. Again, I have a flawless memory of my exact location at Davison High School watching the monitor of the takeoff when it happened. As for 9/11, yes. VIVID MEMORY of sitting in the staff lounge of Pleasant Valley Elementary school near Reno, NV. Very disorienting for a very long time after!
Two very vivid memories both sports related. Gold medal for the American men’s hockey team in the 80 Olympics against the big bad Russian. And as a lifelong habitant of New England the SOXS 2004 World Series Win!
My most vivid memory may also be the Apollo 11 moment when I was at work. But I will say that the most important vivid memory was of sitting in my 7th grade 7th Period Art class in Forsythe Jr. High School on Nov. 22, 1963, when Mr. Hoig, our Principal came over the PA to announce that "President Kennedy has been shot." There were further announcements, finally culminating in the direct transference of the news radio/TV program in which the live news report was being sent to us in the classroom. I remember that we did not know if the President was dead, but found out by Mr. Hoig's own words to say "The president is dead."
My vivid memory ceases at that point. I do not remember any of the many conversations I probably had after the.event, on my way home on the bus, or at home.
Yes, for folks my age (our age, I guess, since I was in 7th grade too), the Kennedy assassination is undoubtedly the top "where were you when" question. But that event is in a very different category: a very unpleasant memory, and one that most of us had never even considered as a possibility.
The Fall of the Wall for me as well – I “never expected to see it” right up to September 1989, when I met László Paskai, Archbishop of Esztergom and the Cardinal Primate of Hungary, in Boston.
The only language we had in common was German. I couldn’t believe that I’d understood him correctly when he patiently explained to me that it was going to happen, and why it was going to happen.
And two months later, it did.
Remarkable that he saw it coming. Few did. Most of us thought that if and when the Soviet empire fell, the cause would be material: military or economic. We were wrong.
Can't disagree with you there! October 2004 was unforgettable.
One of my earliest memories is the Challenger explosion, which in a way was the end of anyone caring about space explosion. I remember the wall coming down too, but I was too young (9) to really understand what it meant. 9/11 was the thing that stopped me in my tracks.
Talk about VIVID MEMORIES. Again, I have a flawless memory of my exact location at Davison High School watching the monitor of the takeoff when it happened. As for 9/11, yes. VIVID MEMORY of sitting in the staff lounge of Pleasant Valley Elementary school near Reno, NV. Very disorienting for a very long time after!
The fall of Roe. 6/24/22.
Two very vivid memories both sports related. Gold medal for the American men’s hockey team in the 80 Olympics against the big bad Russian. And as a lifelong habitant of New England the SOXS 2004 World Series Win!
01/28/1986 at university and 09/11/2001 at work.
Hard moments to forget, but not the sort of happy memories I had in mind.
I did not read closely enough. I was just going for events I recalled specifically.
My most vivid memory may also be the Apollo 11 moment when I was at work. But I will say that the most important vivid memory was of sitting in my 7th grade 7th Period Art class in Forsythe Jr. High School on Nov. 22, 1963, when Mr. Hoig, our Principal came over the PA to announce that "President Kennedy has been shot." There were further announcements, finally culminating in the direct transference of the news radio/TV program in which the live news report was being sent to us in the classroom. I remember that we did not know if the President was dead, but found out by Mr. Hoig's own words to say "The president is dead."
My vivid memory ceases at that point. I do not remember any of the many conversations I probably had after the.event, on my way home on the bus, or at home.
Yes, for folks my age (our age, I guess, since I was in 7th grade too), the Kennedy assassination is undoubtedly the top "where were you when" question. But that event is in a very different category: a very unpleasant memory, and one that most of us had never even considered as a possibility.