I remember Nixon boarding the helicopter when he left the White House. I was five, standing in my living room in front of the television eating peanut butter toast. My mom said he had lied so he had to stop being the President. I was surprised. He was the President. I didn’t think they lied. They do. We got used to it.
I remember when I heard that an adult had raped a kid. I was kid. My mom said to make sure that I never let anyone touch my privates. I was horrified. He was an adult. I didn’t think adults hurt kids. They do. We got used to it.
I remember when I heard that a priest I knew was sleeping with a lady in town. I was a teenager. My mom said that lots of people knew about it. I was surprised. He was a priest. I didn’t think they broke their vows. They do. We got used to it.
I remember when I heard that a mother had killed her own kids. I was a mother myself. My mom was sad to hear the news as well. I was surprised. She was a mother. I didn’t think a mother could kill her own kids. They do. We got used to it.
I remember when I heard that children had been shot and killed while in school. I had kids in school at the time. My mom said she never worried about that back when I was in school. I was surprised. They were kids. I didn’t think kids could die just from going to school. They do. We got used to it.
I remember the first time I saw an Amish family driving on the side of the road in their horse and buggy. I was a kid zooming by in a car with a radio and air conditioning. My mom said that they lived a simple life and although they didn’t have the "luxuries" we had, they didn’t have the same "problems" we had either. I was intrigued. They were different but seemed happy and unaffected. They’re not now. The question is, will we get used to this too?