I remember where I was that day: Fort McCoy, WI, for intelligence training. The whole post observed a moment of silence.
Sad day. I was working for a CA public employee union at the time and had to leave because they were celebrating and refused to lower their flag; I couldn’t stand it.
RIP President Reagan. There will never be another one like him, and the nation will be the worse for it.
I was driving home from Bangor, Maine when I learned of his death. I pulled off the road on to the shoulder and cried.
While I was happy that he was released from a frail and sickly earthly tabernacle, I mourned to see how far this country had fallen since he was POTUS.
RIP President Reagan.
A great man and a great President.
Our loss is Heaven’s gain. You’re home with the Almighty now, Mr. President.
Many of us have never forgotten you and what you did for this country.
My dad passed the same day.
You can't imagine how pleased we were.
I also consider myself so blessed to have begun adulthood during his presidency.
When he died, our house’s back yard in Simi Valley bordered the Reagan Library land. I walked to the corner of Presidential and Madera as soon as I heard the news, and by that time, bouquets of flowers already had been placed next to the Library sign. An hour later, there were traffic jams, and the signs and flowers had accumulated for yards from the corner along both streets. Of course, as the days passed the memorials grew.
On the day of the funeral, our subdivision was in lock-down mode; Secret Service agents were riding horses along the ridge keeping watch with binoculars. They strung barrier tape across the road where Eisenhower dead-ends on to Presidential and we were allowed to stand and pay our respects as the procession went up to the Library. It was so sad; not a dry eye among the residents.
What a sad day it was. Ronald Reagan was the person that helped America come back from the Nixon, Ford and Carter malaise. Now, we need Cruz to bring us back from Obama.
Today is also the anniversary of the beginning of the Six Day War of 1967, and of the assassination one year later of Robert F. Kennedy by a Palestinian immigrant who was upset over Bobby’s support for Israel. I didn’t think at the time that RFK had any chance of getting the nomination in 1968. LBJ hated his guts and had enough clout to prevent that. If he hadn’t been killed he might have been the Democratic nominee in 1972. If so, he probably would have lost to Nixon.