Twenty seven years ago, we lost the Space Shuttle Challenger some 73 seconds after liftoff. I had to go to the Bismarck Tribune to find any coverage of this seminal event, and an op-ed at that. For a long time, the explosion of the shuttle was the "where were you when" moment for my generation, much like the Kennedy assassination was for the generation before us.
A few years ago I posted my recollections from the day. I can still remember the shock and silence when we heard the news of the shuttle's explosion, even though other events have overtaken the Challenger in scope and tragedy. I know my mom vividly remembers the Kennedy assassination - we revisited it in 1981 during the attempt on Reagan's life - so it seems as though certain events leave imprints throughout a lifetime.
I wonder what the current generation will be remembering more than a quarter century from now?
That is all.