This is how I'll remember him!What a week it has been with four celebrity deaths. This has stirred up many memories for me. With Michael Jackson music playing on every channel on TV, the music has gotten to me! With every verse of "ABC" I am transported back in time to my yellow bedroom on North Hunt Drive on Saturday mornings when I played my records and the radio loudly as I cleaned my room. "Got To Be There" puts me in a romantic 14 year old's mood as I remember a serious crush on Donny Osmond. Yes, M.J. makes me think of Donny! With every tribute to Farah Fawcett I recall my serious desire to have THAT HAIR! I think I had the cut a few times but not the product or the know-how to pull off the big-ness of it! Each time I hear the "Charlie's Angels" theme play on the news I remember being in labor with Sarah at Desert Samaritan Hospital at 11:30 pm and the only thing on that was any good (?) was a re-run episode of "Charlie's Angels".
I heard a CNN announcer say that the worldwide scope of Michael Jackson's celebrity has made his death one of those Where Were You When...? moments as in:
Where were you when you heard about the attack on Pearl Harbor?
I only know one person who reads my blog who could answer this question!
I do have some other Where Were You When questions that I can answer. Feel free to share where you were if you remember!
I was 4 days away from my 6th birthday. I was in my first grade classroom at Jefferson Elementary School in Mesa. We were having singing time with another class. Suddenly the P.A. system interrupted my teacher. It was playing "My Country 'Tis of Thee" as the voice of a news man told us that President Kennedy was dead.
My young first year teacher Miss Miller put her head on her desk and cried. The other teacher quickly took her students back to their room and before I knew it, we were loaded onto our school buses and heading for home two hours early. I remember that Richard was home that day sick and as I walked into the house he was laying on the couch. He and Mom had the TV on and I recall seeing the ambulance in front of the hospital in Dallas. The TV was all Kennedy coverage for the next week. I was enthralled by it all. It affected me deeply.
It was the summer after my 6th grade year. We had all gathered in our living room to watch the event. I remember being so impatient as the lunar module had landed and it felt like forever before Neil Armstrong appeared on the steps of the craft! When he made that famous "one small step for man" it was absolutely silent in our house. We were all in awe! I remember newsman Walter Cronkite being speechless, wiping tears from his eyes. After a little while Gena and I went outside to look up at the moon.It seemed so unreal! My brother Dean was on his mission in Argentina and told us in a letter that the people he was with were running outside, looking up at the moon and yelling, "I see them! I see them!" I admit, I did try very hard to see that American flag up there!
We lived in Los Alamos, New Mexico with our first three daughters. It was 1989. We were once again gathered around the TV watching. Dee and I were so emotional and excited. I am not sure our girls understood the magnitude of the event but we tried to help them by explaining that those people had not been allowed to leave their half of the city for decades and how would you feel if your family had been separated all of that time? It was a great moment in time...I miss Ronald Regan!
Where were you when the US invaded Iraq in
Operation Desert Storm in 1991?
Operation Desert Storm in 1991?
We were living in Salt lake City. I was only days away from giving birth to Rachel. I was very uncomfortable! We had also just learned of Susan's brain cancer that week so it was a very stressful time already. It was hard trying to explain to my daughters what was going on both in the war and in our family without scaring them. Sarah and Brittany came home fromschool one day with a new name for Saddam. They called him "So-dumb!" I agreed.
Where were you on September 11, 2001?
I was here in American Fork getting my kids ready for school. I saw Katie Couric reporting on a fire in the north tower of the World Trade Center. She said there were rumors of a small plane hitting the building. As we watched we saw the second plane hit the south tower live. It was chilling and unbelievable! My sweet first grader Richard turned to me with horror on his face and said in a tearful voice, "Momma! Why did they do that? It was SO MEAN!" That said it all. I took Rachel and Richard to school. On the way we heard of another plane rumored to have gone down in Pennsylvania. I questioned what was going on and whether I really wanted to leave my children at school but I did. On the way home the report came in about the Pentagon being hit. I went straight to the phone and called Dee at school. When I heard his voice I fell to my knees and cried. As usual, he calmed me with his immense faith and courage. I was on the phone with my sister Gena when the towers fell. Horror. We comforted each other long distance. I spoke to my parents awhile later. Dad said this would be our generation's Pearl Harbor. I think he was right.
Wow. Those were mostly pretty serious. I think it is important though, to record feelings you have during and after historical events. Our children need to know how we felt and what it meant to us. Those are just some of my historical memories. What are yours?