8.31.2017

Where Were You When You Heard?

Princess Diana died twenty years ago today. This was the first major event where I felt time stop for a second, and instantly knew it was world-changing news.


It was Saturday, August 30th here in America. I had just finished a long day at Bumbershoot, a three-day music festival held downtown Seattle. I was at the ferry terminal, waiting to board and head home, when a teen girl ran through screaming, "Princess Diana is dead! She died in a car accident! The princess is dead!" The terminal was silent and we all just sort of watched her run around frantically. This was waaay before smartphones and all I had was a pager (lol) so there was no way to verify this until we got home an hour later.


The next day, I woke up to the sad news reported on by every single station. My grandma loved Diana and had huge coffee table books about her wedding and her fashion. Whenever I spent time at her apartment, I flipped through them. I wasn't old enough to realize her impact at the time of her marriage and didn't pay much attention to her divorce, but I understood what her death meant.


Jacob and I honeymooned in Europe and spent a few days in Paris. On our way to Versailles, our guide told us we were approaching the Pont de l'Alma underpass where Diana's driver crashed into a pillar. It was eerie and kinda morbid and yeah, I'm that asshole American tourist who took a picture. And of course, I only got the reflection of the tour bus. Serves me right.


Do you remember where you were when you heard of Diana's death?

1 comment:

SMD @ lifeaccordingtosteph said...

I was in my apartment in college, moved in early to be prepared to sell carpets and fridges to freshmen.