I heard today that it's right around the date that is the 15th anniversary of the date when Magic Johnson announced that he had contracted HIV. For me, I remember a lot about that moment.
I was walking down the street and peeked my head into a corner grocery store on Haight to listen in. (In fact, that grocery store now is the main dining area in the wildly popular Cha Cha Cha.) I remember hearing it, but what I remember most was I was wearing a shirt from my last intramural team. It was a sky blue jersey with our team's name: "My Magic Johnson" with an arrow pointing to my....well you know. I wore it unknowingly and got an awful lot of looks.
It got me thinking about what moments I remember in my life marked by big news. Here's what I remember:
- The day the spaceship Challenger blew up: I was in school and we had a tv rolled in to watch it...I think we talked about it but I'm not sure.
- The day Clinton pondered the definition of "is": I was in my car driving in Palo Alto on the way to a meeting, and suddenly was laughing hysterically.
- 9/11: I had called in sick to a job I hated. Shortly thereafter, Tracy came into the bedroom and said "The world trade centers were bombed." I remember first feeling like it was a dream. The next thing I remember was being pissed that I had already called in sick! (seriously, that was my next thought)
- Reagan getting shot: I came home from school and a babysitter told me. My mom and dad were out of town.
I'm pretty sure some more stuff happened during that time (right?), but for whatever reason, those are the ones that stick out in my mind.
I'm super curious to read yours if you want to share, I'm not exactly sure why....
Magic:
I was in college at the time, and my friend Rock called me up, almost in tears, and told me to turn on CNN. We were all stunned.
Challenger:
I was in elementary school. We turned on the TV, and then we had an impromptu assembly.
9/11:
I was at home, and my mother called me up and told me to turn on the TV. My wife and I saw the second tower fall. I was horrified, mainly because I knew that close to 100 of my HBS classmates were working in Manhattan. As it turned out, no one I know was killed, but the day still sticks in my memory.
Posted by: Chris Yeh | November 07, 2006 at 07:27 PM