In elementary school, a prominent newsman Walter Cronkite did an educational series on US history reenactments ending with "And You Were There."

I love history. I truly believe you have to know where you have come from to know where you are going.

Historic events have shaped the world we know today. Whether you are in Great Britain, Australia, Sweden, or the Americas, my question is Where were you when...

ok. I'll start. I hope you will join.

I am older but trust me, the wheel HAD BEEN INVENTED!!

JFK Assassination - I was in a lunch room, heading onto the playground when a boy ran in with the news. I did not believe him. When the riderless horse and the funeral procession were being televised, I was not happy because it preempted my favorite cartoon show.

9/11 - I was getting my kids ready for school. DH called and said I needed to turn on the news. DH was in Northern CA at the time and had a rental car. Since all the flights were grounded, he drove the car back to AZ.

There are so many more parts of history I remember. I will start with these two and see where we go from here.

What part of history do you remember?

Cool idea, Cyn!

12/15/66, I was in our family room in front of the TV, I was four years old and bawled my little heart out when the news lady said that Walt Disney had died.

When the Apollo landed on the moon, it was summer and I was 9, my whole family sat around the TV with a radio on listening and watching in total disbelief.

Did I do it right? Is there a prize? I was there when Disco hit the scene, does that count?

You did this EXACTLY RIGHT. There is a prize...my unending admiration. Ok, it is a booby prize. And re: disco. oohh John Travolta.

Probably not a biggie for Americans, but for us Aussies the English Royal family are important to us, and the event I remember most vividly was when Dianna, Princess of Wales was killed in Paris.

I was driving to work when I heard the announcement on the radio. I was so upset that I burst into tears and had to pull the car over to the side of the road. It was quite some time before I was composed enough to continue driving to work. That was so sad!

i remember that anne a friend on aol loved princess di so much i ended up talking to her on the phone the whole night

the first shuttle accident I was watching it on TV we had nasa channel back then, I was horrified

Bobby Kennedy...I remember that well, even though I was probably stoned at the time. I was a 'hippie' and lived that summer in Berkeley, CA. We were at a friend's house and happened to be watching him on TV. I remember I was so upset I wanted to go home to Iowa.

Kent State...I remember that all too well also. I was 20 at the time and very into protesting. I cried and cried when the National Guard? Army?, I can't remember now, gunned those students down.

April of 1968 and I was preparig to go to the 'protest capital' of the world, Berkeley/San Franciso. Martin Luther King was assassinated and I was with a group of friends when it happened. Again, probably high. And horrified.

August 1968 the Chicago 7 and that horrible, awful riot that happened outside the convention center, and where was I? Again, with friends watching on television, and probably...well, I was probably altered.

The late 60s/early 70s had a huge impact on my life for certain. Saw too much strife.

Although the highlight of the tumultuous summer in Berkeley was walking down Telegraph Avenue with my soon to be abusive husband and another couple, again...well, we were very altered...And there sat Jim Morrison at an outdoor coffee house and we stsopped and literally stared with our mouths open. He said, "You look like you could use coffee, have a seat." And we did! Don't think any of us spoke one word.

I was there when Di married Charles at St. Paul's Cathedral on July 29, 1981. . I lived in London then. It was a wonderful time with so much pageantry. we lined the streets to watch the procession and then saw the ceremony on telly at a friends place nearby, followed by a celebratory picnic on the banks of the River Thames .



I was in still a child in South Africa when JFK was assassinated.
We had no TV there in those days. Only radio. so that is how we got the news and then saw it on the Movietone(?sp?) news at the cinema



9/11 I was on the phone in the kitchen talking to a friend with the TV on in background. Her dh was a pilot. She suddenly gasped and asked me if I was watching CNN and I turned around to see the first Tower burning. Just then the 2nd plane hit I still recall how surreal it all seemed till the reality set in



and to end on a light hearted note...........
I was at the premier of Star Wars at Manns Chinese Theater in Hollywood on May 25th 1977

I was not quite born when JFK was assasinated. Although I was more than a twinkle in my parents eyes and I am sure a mysterious lump in mom's stomach to my 5 older siblings.

9/11 - Getting the kids up and fed and ready for school. I never watch TV but for some reason I turned the TV on that morning.

I was skipping History class (of all classes lol) when Reagan got shot. I remember thinking, man, I'm in trouble now. LOL

I remember 9/11.....I had only been back to work for about a week since my DH's death and someone in the warehouse heard about it on the radio they had playing. He ran into the office and told us to turn on the TV we had in the conference room. I remember about 12 of us sitting around the conference room table watching in disbelief. I don't think we got much done that day. I can remember that I didn't want to go home that day...I just wanted to "be" with people.

On a happier note I, too, remember the Star Wars premier and sitting through the whole movie completely confused and not knowing what in the world the plot of the movie was!!!

August 28, 1963 - Sitting on my living room floor mesmerized by Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" speech. With the exception of my father, MLK became my favorite person that day.

August, 1966 - MLK came to the south side, and I wanted my father to take me to see him in person. He said I was too young. I stayed home and watched the coverage on TV. I was stunned and horrified when my neighbors threw rocks at him. My father just shook his head in disgust at their behavior.

April 21, 1967 - My 9th birthday. A huge F4/5 tornado hit my neighborhood, killing 33 people and injuring hundreds. If it hadn't been my birthday, my father most likely would have also been killed - but he came home early that day.

April 4, 1968 - Woke up to the news that MLK had been assassinated. Over the days that followed, watching my city crumble and burn due to the riots. Some of those neighborhoods never recovered from their loss.

February 12, 1973 - Watching my VietNam POW "brother" Dan step off the plane after being released from the jungle. I wore a bracelet with his name and prayed my heart out night and day for the guy. I never even knew what he looked like until he stepped off that plane. I named my son after him. I'm wearing that bracelet again - until my son comes home from the desert.