I remember....

As I was driving to the 5:30am spin class I remembered what date it was....

7 yrs ago I was sitting at the academy alone in my office. A maintenance man was the one who broke the news to the Procurement office. We, obviously, didn't have a TV around, just a radio & the internet. I kept thinking to myself later on how it seemed so unreal to me. It looked like a movie scene on the news. It makes me teary eyed when I think about the lives lost, the lives that were changed forever, & the massive buildings down. To see it now, it just looks like a bunch of construction going on. When Hannah, Cheryl, & I stood there behind glass in the World Financial Center this past June, it still didn't seem real to me. I kept imagining how I would have reacted had I been there. In 2012, I want to go back to see the memorial.
Isn't it weird that there are some events in life that don't necessarily (directly) affect us but we remember where we were when we heard the news?

I remember where I was when I heard Elvis died. (Aunt Clara's farm)
I remember where I was when I heard Reagan was shot. (8th grade history class)
I remember where I was when I heard Lennon was shot. (on a school bus)
I remember where I was when I heard Lady Diana died. (on my back porch swing early on a Sunday morning.)
I will ALWAYS remember 9-11-01.