April 15, 1865. At 7:22 AM, Abraham Lincoln, 16th president of the United States, dies in Washington, D.C after being shot the previous evening during a performance of Our American Cousin at Ford’s Theater.
April 15, 1912. At 2:20 AM, the RMS Titanic sinks into the freezing North Atlantic after hitting an iceberg two and a half hours earlier. Over 1500 people die.
April 15, 1947. In front of a crowd of 26,623 people, Jackie Robinson debuts at first base for the Brooklyn Dodgers against the Boston Braves at Ebbets Field. Though he does not record a hit, the Dodgers win, 5-3.
One day out of 365 (or 366). In the cases above, the most important in several lives. April 15 1865, 1912, 1947 changed the course of history: What would have happened to the US if Lincoln had lived? How would things be different if Titanic made it to New York? What would American sports be like if Robinson never played for the Dodgers?
April 15, 2012. At 1:45 PM, I took my longboard up the Esplanade past the Hatch Shell, passing dozens of people out enjoying the best weather we’ve seen in weeks. At 2:30 PM, I watched a man hit a softball into the Charles during a pick up game. At 3:00 PM, I rode the Orange Line for the first time, without any real clue where I was going to end up. Nothing Earth shaking. But I sit in my dorm room right now more at home in Boston than I ever have been before.
Maybe not every day of every year has major cosmic significance. But I have to think every day of every year has minor cosmic significance. Some people mourn today, some celebrate, some fall somewhere in between. But someone will remember today, for whatever reason. And whatever you make of that, I think it’s pretty cool.
Happy Today, readers, and a Merry Tomorrow to you, too.