They say there are days everyone remembers. My rememberer has never been as robust as that of many others rememberer, but there are days of my life that I remember well, even to the clothes I was wearing at the time. When I googled days everyone remembers, I could remember some, but not nearly all that were listed. Of course, some of these were before my time, but not many. Anyway, here are some of my remembered days.
August 18, 1954. Sister Helen was born. Daddy woke me and Betty up and took us up the road to Delbert O'Dell's home. Dr. McCurry came to our home and delivered Helen and we came home to a new sister. I remember thinking that we could play with her in our doll funiture like a doll. Sister was not a doll. I remember having to watch her while Mama did her housework. I would lay Helen on the bed in the back bedroom and bounce gently on the bed until she went to sleep so I could go outside and play.
May 2, 1956. Debbie Lee was born. We came home on the school bus. Richard was on the hill above the road cutting brush with an ax. He shouted down that we had a new baby sister. I did not believe him. She was our greatest blessing.
July 13, 1961. Gilbert Melton Powell was born. Daddy and come of the kids were down below the pond at the garden he had in the middle of the pasture digging potatoes. Mama went out in the yard and yelled for them to come to the house. I spoiled little brother to death.
November 22, 1963. JFK was shot had killed. I was in the 10th grade at Green Forest working in the library as an aid to get out of study hall. I was sitting on a stool, wearing my cool white jeans. Geneva Waterman told us the President had been shot and killed. That was all that was on TV for at least a week. I remember watching, watching, watching.
June 5, 1968. RFK was shot and killed. I was working at Franz Foods in Green Forest. The next morning, as I left the yard to go to work, the raido said RFK had been shot, tragedy upon tragedy. I was wearing a multicolored orange shift style dress. To me, it was an even sadder than when JFK died.
July 20, 1969. Apollo landed on the moon. I was living in Kansas City with George's cousin's family. Sharon and I went to a drive in movie that night because we knew nothing would be on TV except for the moon. We were not interested in the moon.
November 3, 1992. Our very own Arkansa man through and through, Bill Clinton, was elected President. Never before had one we considered one of our own achived such heights. I was working night shift at Tyson Foods. Clayton and John Fisher, both supervisors, stayed in the breakroom all night watching the returns.
9/11/2001. I was working day shift at Tyson Foods. Bob Costello told me about the planes and as I walked by a TV in the hallway I saw people falling from sky scrappers above New York.
Feburary 1, 2003. The Space Shuttle fell to earth, killing all seven onboard. I was in Harrison shopping and saw it on a TV in a store window.
That's my list. What is yours?
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