first major news story you remember as a kid?

first major news story you remember as a kid?

Shake up your brain and answer the following question that will likely tell your age — but in my case, maybe not. ๐Ÿ™‚

Step into the wayback machine and tell us…

What’s the first major news story you remember as a kid?

My Momma’s first memory was the death of Franklin D. Roosevelt on April 12, 1945. Of course, in 1945 news wasn’t delivered the same as it is now, so it’s understandable that she would be 13 at the time of her first major news memory. She also remembers Joe Louis’s fights being broadcast on the radio in the 30’s because my Pap-pa always listened to them.

Mr. Pesky remembers when the Dodgers won the World Series for the 1st time on 10/4/55. Although my favorite brother was born in 1954, he probably remembers that too — he was 110% more in tune with news as a kid than I was. ๐Ÿ˜‰

During my childhood, news also wasn’t delivered like it is now. Still, I don’t recall a time we didn’t have a TV in the living room, so I can’t fall back on that as an excuse. My first memory is from the year I graduated. Good grief — I was sheltered.

It’s amazing that I can even remember what I ate over the weekend.

stromboli

All the major news stories listed are within my lifetime:

A couple of these I was too young to remember… but others I SHOULD remember and I don’t.

  1. I don’t remember the Cuban Missile Crisis — 10/16/62
  2. I don’t remember JFK being assassinated — 11/22/63
  3. I don’t remember the moon landing — 7/20/69 (but I should)
  4. I DO remember the death of Elvis — 8/16/77
  5. I don’t remember the death of John Wayne — 6/11/79 (this is Perry’s first memory)
  6. I DO remember the eruption of Mount St. Helens – 5/18/80
  7. I DO remember the Challenger exploding — 1/28/06
  8. I DO remember police chasing OJ — 3/17/94
  9. I absolutely remember 9/11

So what about you? What’s the 1st major news story YOU remember?


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Santa is magic and I believe.

Santa is magic and I believe.

Merry Christmas Eve!

As we gear up for the next few days of holiday festivities, my wish for you is that your family — and you — aren’t butt hurt over stupid stuff.

Break your kid’s trust?

I read an article this morning in the Indy Star — an opinion written for human consumption. Basically, the mother said she didn’t want to “break her kid’s trust” by perpetuating the myth of Santa. She claimed that was one fewer crack in the veneer of childhood. She even said that when kids are told he isn’t real, tears of disappointment and rage could follow. ๐Ÿ™„

me and Scott with Santa

I don’t recall my Mom telling me Santa was real — and I don’t remember her revealing that he wasn’t. I do remember asking, and I recall a time I knew the fat guy probably wasn’t real, but I was afraid to state that as fact. I was afraid if I said it out loud, I wouldn’t get presents if I was wrong. My favorite brother, whispering behind Mom’s back, would try to clue me in — but he also told me that the police brought me and my parents weren’t really my parents. (Yup, he was all about Bill Cosby and the stories he told his kid brother.)

We currently live in a world where EVERYTHING is a big freaking deal!

I know I’m old, but it sure seems like everything must be earth shattering to garner attention. My “baby” is middle-aged and sometimes I still put “Santa” in the from box on name tags. There are way too many other things we do as parents to scar our children for life… and pretending there’s a Santa Claus isn’t one of them, y’all.

Believing in Santa didn’t scar my brother either as evidenced by our text exchange when I sent him the photo above this morning…

text exchange


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