I remember the day in September 1962 when the United States and the Soviet Union were on the brink of nuclear war over Russian missiles in Cuba.
I remember that day in November 1963 when my teacher told our class that President John F. Kennedy had been assassination in Dallas. [My mother, a U.S. citizen, cried almost non-stop, but also taught me about greatness this day – A.]
And then there was that day in April 1968 when news broke that Martin Luther King has been shot in the head in Memphis.
I remember in July 1969 when I watched Neil Armstrong be the first human to step on the surface of the moon and say, “That’s one small step for man. One giant leap for mankind.”
I’ll never forget the day in June 1977 when me and my roommate went to see a new movie that everybody was talking about called “Star Wars.”
I remember in November 1978 when a story broke on the CBS evening news that Mayor Moscone and Supervisor Harvey Milk has been shot and killed in San Francisco.
Then there was that day in March 1981 when Ronald Reagan was shot by a kid named John Hinkley.
I remember the day in January 1986 when the Challenger space shuttle exploded over Florida killing everybody on board.
Then there was that day in April 1995 when I heard news that a terrorist had bombed the Federal building in Oklahoma City.
I remember the last day in December 1999 when the whole world counted down to midnight and started a whole new millennium [anticipating the end of culture as we knew it – A. ]
Then there was that day in September 2001 when the radio news said that a passenger plane had crashed into the World Trade Center.
And just three and a half years ago there was that day in August 2005 when Hurricane Katrina slammed into New Orleans.
And now there’s today – January 20, 2009 when Barack Obama is sworn in as the first African American president of the United states.
It’s just another one of those days that people will be talking about for many generations to come.