I remember Nixon resigning. I was kind of young, so it was all rambling to me, but I remember listening to him on the radio.
I remember the Sylmar CA Quake. My first “major” quake. Didn’t know what quakes were, they weren’t even in my consciousness. Until one morning I am knocked out of bed, it’s bedlam, my dad gets cut so bad from broken glass that he has to go to the emergency room, etc.
Reagan being shot. I heard it coming home on the RTD bus.
Chernobyl. I guess I heard it on the news. (Probably Hal Fishman and KTLA, which explains why I am so sentimental about KTLA. They have reported so many big news events to me)
Challenger. I was going with my dad to pick up my sister to go somewhere. She greeted us with the news that the Challenger had blown up. I wouldn’t believe her for a while. I had nightmares about it that night.
'87 Whittier Narrows Quake. (That was '86-'87, wasn’t it?) I remember sitting outside with my dad, in the car - we thought it was safer than being inside.
“Black Tuesday”. (That was 86-87, right?)
Lockerbie plane crash. ('89, right?)
Fall of Berlin Wall.
LA Riots. I remember sitting transfixed in front of my TV, afraid to go out, listening for sirens coming closer and closer, and always being careful to get home in time for curfew.
Northridge Quake. Woke me up, all my crap that I hadn’t put away came cascading down on me. The water in the pool was sloshing so much, it was trickling down the stairs, onto the street. It was so dark, and quiet.
OJ’s slow-speed run down the 405. I listened to it on the radio, while I was driving on the 210 coming home from work. (Not near the 405, thankfully.) Got home in time to watch the rest of the thing on TV.
OJ’s verdict. Watched it at home.
9-11. Was awakened by my sister, who called and called and called until we answered the phone. I work nights, so I was asleep when she called. She was crying when she told the news. I had to go to work that day anyway - but I hardly got anything done. Just glued to the TV.