1. When John F. Kennedy was shot (22/11/1963)
I have no idea. I was two years old. I was in the hospital a lot early on, so I could have been there.
2. When Mt. St. Helens blew (18/5/1980)
At home, on Block Island. I remember feeling really bad about the poor man with the famous name (I forget it, someone remind me?) who wouldn't leave his home. [eta: His name was Harry Truman!]
3. When the space shuttle Challenger exploded (28/1/1986)
I was bringing my (then) husband home from the hospital. I don't remember exactly where I was, but most likely somewhere between Providence and Westerly, Rhode Island.
4. When the 7.1 earthquake hit San Francisco (7/10/1989)
I was home. I remember standing in the kitchen listening to the news..
5. When the Berlin Wall fell (7/11/1989)
Also home. I remember the footage on TV and the pictures in the paper. I don't think I really registered the historical import of this until later, although I have no idea why not.
6. When the Gulf War began (16/1/1991)
I remember this well/ I was home. We all very nervous and worried about retaliatory strikes, nuclear war, yadda. I remember watching the news at my next door neighbour's house and making fun of the newscasters. Yeah, good times. :P
7. When OJ Simpson was chased in his White Bronco (17/6/1994)
I was home, watching on TV. I was actually not very interested in the whole thing, never became interested, and still am NOT interested. My thoughts were/are, how about the other millions of women who are killed and their stories are never told because their killers aren't famous?
8. When the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City was bombed (19/4/1995)
I was at the house I had just bought, knocking down walls to make two small rooms into a big one. I had the radio on (I get most of my news from the radio). I remember being so, so sad, and waffling between railing at the bombers, and, like patchfire, throwing up my hands at the knee-jerk reaction of the people on AM talk radio who were out for blood.
9. When Princess Di was killed (31/8/1997)
I was at my house, at my computer (my old Mac!). I didn't find out until the next day that she'd died, just that she was injured and not expected to live. Her funeral was the only televised funeral I ever watched, and I do admit to turning it off not too long after Sir Elton performed "Goodbye England's Rose". It was v. sad, but I'm not a funeral fan, televised or otherwise. I like to think I didn't turn it on just to watch Sir Elton, but, eh. I probably did.
10. When Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold opened fire on their classmates at Columbine High School (20/4/1999)
I didn't find out about it until that evening when I went to work (I was working at a restaurant at the time) and someone told me about it. Then it was everywhere, and kids were afraid to go to school, and all the bomb threats and bleh. Take away the guns.
11. When Bush was first announced President (7/11/2000)
Probably in my car. I kept hoping against hope that it wasn't true, but *sigh* It was. Needless to say I was a bit upset.
12. When the 6.8 earthquake hit Nisqually, WA (28/2/2001)
I don't remember this. *wracks brain*
13. When terrorists destroyed the World Trade Center (11/9/2001)
I was working in the Medical Records department of Newport Hospital. We didn't have a TV, so we listened to the radio feed of Peter Jennings (y'know that place at the low-frequency end of the radio that picks up TV?). I remember filing ER reports and listening as it all unfolded. I was concerned at how close we were to the Navy Base. A co-worker's wife worked at the base, and they wouldn't let her leave. I was very worried about my friend's two kids who were both in the Army. I figured we'd be at war and they'd be sent somewhere. They were, eventually sent overseas when the US invaded Iraq.
14. When Columbia disintegrated during re-entry over Texas. (1/2/2003)
I was home, in this very apartment. I didn't realise it happened until I saw it on Yahoo!News or something like that. It may have been patchfire who told me. I immediately turned on the TV. I remember thinking how sad that the astronaut from Israel had been so excited about the trip, and also thought it sort of eerie that there had been someone on Challenger who was a "guest" as well, not a member of the US space team.