If I didn't feel old by looking at the title of this post, I do after seeing most of the responses. I was working as a drafter with Kimley-Horn. One of the girls that I worked with, Judy, brought in a small black and white portable TV, and we all gathered in her cubicle to watch. Now I feel old....
Sadly, today is the anniversary of the Columbia disaster. This one I do remember vividly. So sad watching the TV screen and just seeing those glowing bits flying through the air. I just thought to myself that I hoped it was quick and painless for those on board.
I was in elementary school - 3rd or 4th grade maybe - and they had brought all us kids to the library where they wheeled in the 27" boob-tube on top of the tall rolling tv cart. We all sat on the floor indian-style to watch. When the explosion happened, I don't think my little kid brain had the ability to truly understand the depth of what just happened. But I remember all the teachers/staff silently looking at each other like 'what do we do?'. They quickly turned off the tv and quietly escorted us back to class.