In 1963 John F. Kennedy was President. He was assassinated on November 22nd in Dallas, Texas and Lyndon B. Johnson was sworn in the same day. A first class stamp cost 4 cents. The LA Dodgers beat the Yankees in the World Series. Lawrence of Arabia won best picture at the Oscars. Tony Bennett won a Grammy for "I Left My Heart in San Francisco". "The French Chef" with Julia Child debuted on television. I turned one year old. We moved to Belville, New Jersey and Sib #2 was born.
I don't remember where I was when I heard Kennedy was shot; I was not quite fifteen months old. But I can tell you exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard John Lennon had been killed, when the Challenger exploded and when the Towers were hit. Every generation has certain defining events. Moments frozen in time that you remember in vivid detail even when you can't remember what you ate for lunch, or find your car keys, or you're scrambling through your purse for reading glasses when there is already a pair perched on top of your head.
What moments do you remember?
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Monday, November 5, 2007
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