I remember where I was that day: Fort McCoy, WI, for intelligence training. The whole post observed a moment of silence.
I was driving an airport van. I’d just dropped off a person in downtown Seattle. I turned on the radio and they were talking about President Reagan, but I didn’t know why. It wasn’t until several minutes later that they finally mentioned that he’d passed. I was quite sad.
I also remember that some Hollyweird actor...can’t remember who...said they had a bottle of champagne they had in cold storage for the day Reagan died. I hope it spoiled on them.