Where Were You?

Where were you? I have now lived long enough to be able to answer any number of these questions. For example:

  • Where were you on November 22, 1963, when President John Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas?

I was in the first grade in a small Lutheran parochial school in Memphis, Tennessee. My classmates and I were on our way back into our classroom after recess. We all noticed that the 8th graders were watching television. Since this was 1963, watching television during the school day was very unusual. When we were all seated and quiet, our teacher told us what had happened.

  • Where were you on January 28, 1986, when the Space Shuttle Challenger exploded soon after take off?

I was a full grown adult living in Houston, Texas and working for your typical oil company. Since it was the 1980s I was wearing a suit with shoulder pads sewn into the jacket. My heels matched my suit, of course. I was actually traveling to a lunch time meeting when the news broke on the radio station I was listening to in my car. The meeting was with the American Society of Training and Development. I was hoping to develop a career in corporate training. I remember thinking at the start of the meeting, we should take a “moment of silence” in remembrance of the astronauts that were killed. I didn’t mention this to anyone and we didn’t do it. I still regret not speaking up.

  • Where were you on September 11, 2001, when our country was attacked and the twin towers fell?

I was running late for work. In spite of the fact I was trying to hurry, when I looked at the television (I always watch morning news) I saw the first tower on fire with smoke billowing out across the New York landscape. For whatever reason, this image caught my attention and I just sat down and watched. I was trying to figure out what the heck was going on. Then the second plane flew into the second tower. Our country was under attack. I knew I had to leave for the office. I was a Manager with the Social Services Department within Harris County. I called into the office and spoke with one of the Supervisors. I told him to turn on the television in the client waiting room. I thought both staff and clients needed to know what was happening. By the time I made it to work, the radio was announcing that the Pentagon was on fire. Not much work was done that day, except all clients who had appointments to receive assistance with utility bills and rent were seen and processed as normal. Even if the world is falling apart, there are still people living in poverty who need help with their bills. While all staff continued to help clients, we also stayed glued to the television as much as possible.

I can only hope going forward I have many days of to remember where I was when something good happened.

Until next week.….

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