I remember quite clearly the events of March 30, 1981. I was 11yrs old and watched in horror as footage showed our President, secret serviceman and James Brady getting shot over and over again. The image of Brady face down in a pool of blood was burned into my brain instantly.
Of course the overexposure of the video had to be made fun of and SNL was just the show to do it. My dad, much to my mom's dismay, let us stay up and watch Saturday Night Live on occasion (he also let us read comic strips in his Playboy magazines on occasion but that is another story). The "Buckwheat has been shot" skit was pure genius!
As we all know, luckily the bullet that hit Reagan failed to explode like it was supposed to. He was back to enjoying his jelly beans in no time. I remembered feeling a genuine warmth for President Reagan. I think there was something in his eyes when he smiled that reminded me of my paternal grandfather.
I can't believe that was 25yrs ago. Sometimes it seems like a lifetime ago and sometimes it seems like just yesterday. Matter of fact, I remember it far better than whatever I did yesterday