Reply #14: You were born before JFK got shot and only a year old when MLK was shot? [View All]

[johnnie]

That's 5 years? You stayed 1 for 5 years? :toast:

I was born 9 months to the day that JFK was killed. I told my parents that they must have been really sad or really happy that day..LOL JFK shot 11-22-63, Johnnie born 8-22-64.

Now to the question:

#1 - I cut school that day and when I got home my sister and brother were talking about them announcing it at school and I was like "oh, yeah..uh huh..yeah, they announced it at school." LOL So the answer is, I was cutting school and probably getting stoned that day, so I don't know specifically where I was.

#2 - Funny, my mom kept on about that before it went up. She kept saying "I wouldn't gp up in that thing", it had many problems before it finally launched. On the day it blew up I was sleeping in because I was out the night before getting wasted..lol. My mother yelled down the stairs (I slept in the basement at the time) "I knew it! The thing blew up, come up here and watch this!" I remember Tom Snyder (I think it was) playing with a model of the shuttle and getting carried away and looking like an idiot. My father worked for NASA for years and when he came home he was really bummed out. He took it personally.

#3 - I went out to have a smoke at work and when I stepped back in the controller in the office had the radio on and said that a plane had hit the WTC. We listened to the news and then they said another plane hit. People started talking about it in the office and I finally said "Let's put the fucking TV on..duh". While we watched, one of the bosses said "I bet it's Bin Laden" and I said "I bet it's George Bush" and everyone looked at me like I was an ass. I knew at that point that our government did it and that Bin Laden would never be caught because he didn't do it. It was a surreal day.


Now, about John Lennon, that is the one that affected me the most (9-11 was beyond Lennon's assassination, but not in the same category). My sister was standing at the foot of my bed that morning and she looked like our whole family had died. She said "John's dead" and at he same time my clock radio went off and I heard The Beatles. I also had "Shaved Fish" on the turntable from the night before and I was freaked out. I went to school, dropped a hit of acid and bummed out the whole day in the smoking lounge. One of the saddest days of my life.