posted by dave on Tuesday, July 21, 2009 at 1:08 AM in category daily
I remember, but I wish I could remember more.
I remember Dad getting Dina and me out of bed, carrying her and half-dragging me to the living room.
I remember the TV, and the grainy pictures thereon. White-suited men bouncing around a white rock-strewn plain. An oddly-stiff flag neither waving nor sagging nor flapping. I remember Mom giggling about something or other, almost uncontrollably.
When they showed that flag, that was the first time I ever saw my dad cry. And it was the last time, for almost nineteen years. Until my mom's funeral.
I wish I could remember more about that night, forty years ago.
But I was just a little kid, after all.
My blogroll isn't showing me all of your updates. Crap!
I bet it was certainly a sight to see. I wonder if we'll have a moment like that in my lifetime?
posted by: NakedGirl | July 23, 2009 8:51 AM
I guess the 9-11 coverage should count as a huge shared event.
posted by: dave | July 23, 2009 9:31 AM
I was hoping for a rather more happy kind of shock and awe, if you will.
posted by: NakedGirl | July 23, 2009 9:45 AM
I know, but I couldn't think of anything good. The Berlin Wall coming down was pretty cool, but not in the same class as the first moon landing. When the Seattle Mariners made it to the playoffs for the first time, back in '95, that was pretty cool.
posted by: dave | July 23, 2009 9:50 AM
I wasn't around for the Berlin Wall, was I? Wasn't that in '82 or something? I didn't come along until '85.
I suppose the Sox winning the World Series a year or two ago was pretty cool, but I'm not a big baseball person.
posted by: NakedGirl | July 23, 2009 10:03 AM