Senseless events, striking memories

You know where you were, and so do I.

Sister Marie Gregory’s 4th grade class. The world stopped when Mr. Gazda’s voice over the loud speaker interrupted our afternoon class. President Kennedy had been shot. We knelt by our desks for prayer and were dismissed for the day, for several days. For a child, there was no way to make sense of a senseless event. Watching with the rest of the nation over the next several days – police investigations, grieving family and friends, Oswald shot before our very eyes – we were stunned, glued to televisions. What else could we do? We prayed, mourned and went on with our lives.

You know where you were. So do I.

After school practice for our annual Spring Sing in the Clark High School auditorium. We were called off the stage to gather in the back of the theater where we learned Martin Luther King Jr. had been shot. Violent street marchers were supposedly heading to Chicago by way of our peaceful hometown, Whiting, Indiana. All of it scared me. As a 15 year old, I didn’t know this man, his significance in the world, what this loss meant. I remember being afraid of the marchers. There was no way to make sense of this senseless event. We prayed, watched the news, went on with our lives.

Certainly there were other stunning events after that April day.

I missed the Democratic Convention riots the summer I worked in Chicago. I remember telling Arlene, a high school friend who also worked downtown, that I probably should go home rather than hopping off the bus to attend the Sly and the Family Stone concert in Grant Park. Do you remember the rest of the Grant Park story from that night?

Years later, working in Sears Tower, we were called into a conference room to watch the Space Shuttle Challenger explode after take off. We watched it over and over, trying to make sense of a senseless event.

September 11, 2001, you know where you were and so do I.

Walking down Michigan Avenue on a beautiful morning, my friend John called to tell me a plane struck the World Trade Center. I walked as we talked, heading to the Hilton for a conference on nonprofit fundraising. He had to jump off the phone to take another call and said he would call me back. He didn’t call back and only later did I learn why. As a senior officer for a shopping center development company, he was called into action to help his company protect their regional malls across the country.

I went to the conference but it was interrupted close to noon as the seminar leaders, hotel security and the City of Chicago joined with the rest of the country. Stunned, trying to make sense of senseless events. That night and for many days and nights after that, we watched and read the news, learned of friends and family who lost loved ones, saw the World Trade Center and so many lives completely decimated. Once during a business trip to New York, I visited the observation desk at the World Trade Center and stood looking down on one of the world’s greatest city. Now, I’m watching children, husbands, wives and others recite the names of those they love – lost in a senseless tragedy. We continue to pray, mourn our losses, but most importantly, love our family and friends more than ever.

 

5 responses to “Senseless events, striking memories

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  3. Ce texte est très émouvant.
    Je suis trop jeune pour avoir vécu les tragédies précédentes. Néanmoins, elles appartiennent à la mémoire du monde et sont des pages écrites dans l’Histoire qui sont déterminantes dans l’évolution de nos sociétés.
    Les attentats du 11 septembre sont d’une telle violence, d’une telle injustice, que rien ne justifiera jamais de sens valable à cet évènement absurde.
    Merci Kristine pour ce témoignage.

    Tried to be translate by :
    This text is very affecting.
    I am too young to have lived the previous tragedies. Nevertheless, they belong to the memory of the world and are pages written in the History which are determining in the evolution of our societies.
    September 11 attacks are of such a violence, such an injustice, as nothing will ever prove valid sense in this absurd and cruel event.
    Thank you Kristine for this testimony.
    Olivier

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