I was decorating the Christmas tree with my father, R.I.P., as we listened to the vote play out on the TV in the background. I was a little over two months shy of my 18th birthday. Five years later, I joined FR.
The rest, as they say, is history.
I remember it, too. I was up feeding my newborn in the dark early morning (west coast time) and turned on the tv— astonished to find that I was witnessing history in the making.