Where were you when Michael Jackson Died?
Where were you when Michael Jackson died?
By now the whole world knows that Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, has died in California at the age of 50 from suspected cardiac arrest.
Regardless of peoples' personal feelings about Michael, his music, and perhaps his personal activities, the death of such a pop culture icon often stops people in their tracks and they remember where they were when they heard the news that he had indeed passed away.
When other world figures died, people often record what they were doing.
John F. Kennedy, Elvis Presley, John Lennon, Princess Diana, Martin Luther King Jr. and Kurt Cobain have all had this affect on the world.
John F. Kennedy was assasinated on November 22, 1963, and people still recall where they were when they heard the news:
At the age of ten I was in Class V at the District Council Primary School in the remote town of Kambia in the northwest district of Sierra Leone.
The sad news was stunning. I was too young to vote but old enough to remember that fateful day.
I was an 11-year-old child, the daughter of an Air Force defense contractor, who went to an American school in West Ruislip.
Mostly I remember watching the "telly" at about 7:30pm with the "live" news, which was very profound for me at that time.
Still is, to think about it.
I was in Norfolk, Va, awaiting separation from the US Navy. I was out sightseeing and shopping and when I got back to qarters, the others were telling me the President was shot. Of course, I didn't believe them until I walked into the television lounge. He was my first Presidential hero.
When Elvis Presley died on August 16, 1977, his fans recall where they were standing and what they were doing.
I was 12 years old, on holiday in Gorleston-on-Sea with my parents and two younger brothers, who at that time were the two most annoying people in the world but these days, are ok. I remember the adults at the guest house where we were staying were all sitting around in the lounge, upset, reading The Daily Mirror and wondering where it all went wrong. I didn't realise at the time what had truly happened.
I was in Red Deer, Alberta, Canada.
I had just turned 18 in May, just got my 2nd Dan black belt & a teaching permit, and was still struggling to get my self defense and health science school started.
The world mourned when John Lennon was shot on December 8, 1980, by Mark David Chapman. People came together in their grief and the death of the famous Beatle still seems to affect their fans.
I was just getting ready for bed, as it was a school day the next day.
My mom, who was watching MNF with my dad, heard the news, and thought I'd want to know. I cried into my pillow for a little while, then turned on the rock station, where they were already playing wall to wall Lennon and Beatles.
I'd always been more a Ringo fan, actually, but there was something so tragic about the fact that he'd just come back from such a long break, and how happy he sounded about life and all, that just ached.
I can't remember who was on; they broke in with a special report that Lennon was killed, and I went into shock. I called my best friend (and fellow Beatlemaniac)and woke him out of bed; we talked on the phone for a few hours, while we both listened to WMMS and M105 in Cleveland as they played Lennon tracks, took phone calls, and read the latest news on Lennon's death. I'll never forget that night.
Even Madonna remembers:
"I'D just moved to New York and was out walking a few blocks away when I heard the sirens and saw a crowd. I remember walking up and asking 'What's going on? What's going on?' And they said John Lennon was shot. It was so weird."
People around the world grieved the loss of the People's Princess, Diana, Princess of Wales, when she died in a Paris car crash August 31, 1997.
I couldn't sleep so I switched on the telly and the news was on. The broadcaster was saying that there had been an accident in Paris and that Dodi was dead and that Diana was being treated for injuries in hospital. Then they showed the mangled Mercedes and I remember thinking, "She is lucky to have got out of that mess alive!". Then the news came that she had died and I was devastated. RIP Diana she was my favourite Royal.
I was playing cards with my son and his wife at home. We were playing Hearts when it came on and I kept saying...OH MY GOD...OH MY GOD......
My husband who is really a very sensitive and gentle man shocked me with saying.....Why are you so upset...you didn't know her?
I just looked at him and said...I liked her...she has young children..this is horrible.!
April 4th, 1968, Martin Luther King Jr. was shot and the people who had followed his cause stopped to remember the man who tried so hard to make a difference.
His son remembers:
"My siblings and I were watching the evening news and we saw it flashed across the screen that our father had been shot ... we just knew that something terrible had happened."
He recalls that his mother, the late Coretta Scott King, rushed to be by his side. Before reaching her critically wounded husband, he would die from his wounds.
Kurt Cobain died from a drug overdose April 5, 1994 and music fans recall his death and the moment they found out.
I can remember exactly where I was when I heard Kurt Cobain had died: in my car, driving home from high school. As soon as I got to my house, I watched MTV for hours. It didn't seem real.
I heard that Kurt Cobain had died while being in a club; it must have been a Friday or Saturday night. I was told by a girl who was a huge Nirvana fan. At first I didn't believe it as some months before, there had already been rumours that he's dead when in fact he had only been hospitalized (in Italy, I think). But she assured me that she had seen the news on MTV repeatedly and that it was really true.
I was home from school. I was in ninth grade. I was in the basement on the phone with a girl. My friend clicked in and said “Cobain blew his brains out.” Then i clicked over again and was like, “Kelly… I gotta go!”
I would have been in fifth grade, maybe sixth. I remember being very clued in to the gravity of the situation despite being pretty young. I watched tons of MTV and saw all the grieving and the reading of his last letter by Courtney and all that.
I was at work when I heard that Michael Jackson died. Where were you?