Everyone on the radio this morning was talking about what an historic day today is. I started thinking about today in comparison to the other “big days” of my life. I’m not talking about David Gagne here; I’m talking about the moments that I somehow share with everyone else. (I was born in 1973.) If my parents made a list I’m sure it would include Kennedy‘s assassination and the moon landing, for example. I couldn’t think of a full list of ten “moments” for the last 35 years, but here are — in what I consider their “order of memory” — the eight most memorable moments of my life:
- Challenger explosion
- 9/11
- Reagan shot
- Hurricane Katrina
- O.J.'s chase
- Hurricane Andrew
- Obama elected
- Game 6, 1986
I suppose I could throw “Clinton elected” onto that list, because I distinctly remember it happening. But in retrospect it doesn’t really seem like a big deal and I’m guessing I’ll forget it long before I stop remembering the combination to my high school locker (19-0-13).
I give it 2 months before “Obama elected” is just ahead of “Clinton elected”.