It was 10 years ago this summer that Princess Diana was killed.
I've been asking around, wondering if people could recall exactly where they were the moment they found out about Princess Diana's tragic death. My coworker Matt was strolling past the People's Food Co-Op in downtown Ann Arbor when he saw a headline that read "Diana Killed in Car Crash" above an image of a crumpled Mercedes. It stopped him in his tracks.
Another coworker, Shannon, was coming home from a jazz festival downtown. She walked in her front door, and the TV was on. She heard about the accident and that Diana's condition was grave; minutes later, she found out that Princess Diana had died. "It was sad -- tragic, really -- because I thought she was such an amazing public figure."
Can you recall where you were? What you were doing? Your reaction?


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I do not recall the moment; however, my wife and I just enjoyed watching "The Queen" last night on DVD. We so enjoyed the tensions that we only could hint at before. What a dramatic moment in the world that day. I hadn't remembered how close to Mr. Blair's election as new PM the event took place. What a burden to face - so young... Princess Di was somehow bigger than life in so many ways.
Now, JFK's assassination - yeah THAT and 9/11 - not likely to ever forget where I was on those days.
I was surprised, though, at the number of people who remembered the moment they heard about Di. I personally can't recall what I was doing, but keep an eye here. We'll have quite a few postings, I'm sure.
I don't remeber what I was doing when I heard the news and I was quite surprised to know that it's been 10 years. I like Charles with Camilla. I think they're more suited to one another in age and looks.
But Diana's death - I don't remember where I was when I heard.
My kids, babies at the time, remember, "Mommy cried when the princess died." I watched as much television the day of her funeral as I did when she got married. Sad.
Oh wait... I'm confusing my life with the movies again.
A few days later, before the funeral, my daughter had a dental appt near the Mall. We decided to walk down to Buck House. In the Mall, There were huge numbers of people waiting to sign the condolence book and leave flowers, they were in a continuous, snaking queue, three lines deep. It was hot and the stench of dying flowers from that blanket of flowers was overwhelming.
Then when we got to the gates of Buck House, it was extremely moving to see all the tributes - cheap flowers from petrol station shops, expensive bouquets and wreaths, all pinned with ribbons to the imposing railings and gates.
I will never forget it.
And, I'm not a royalist, I'm a Scots nat!
Long-term vs. Short-term memories i guess.. it's all relative.