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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsA sad day in America history.
62 years ago today, JFK was assassinated in Dallas, Tx. A day that changed our history and the way we see things today.
3catwoman3
(28,248 posts)...and has been given a year to live. How much is one family supposed to endure?
niyad
(128,787 posts)dflprincess
(29,095 posts)And she does take some swipes at cousin Bobby and his cuts to research but it is mainly about her experience. Keep a tissue handy.
There does not appear to be a firewall:
https://www.newyorker.com/culture/the-weekend-essay/a-battle-with-my-blood
soldierant
(9,165 posts)I forget exactly how many, but some one who has used them up this month might encounter a paywall. But archive.is should still work in that case.
kozar
(3,274 posts)Was my first memory in my life.
I got out of bed, day before my 3rd birthday and my Mom was crying.
I thought I did something wrong and she just hugged me.
It took me a few years to understand that day.
And that hug, America wept.
Koz
Ping Tung
(4,064 posts)My Republican older sister spent the day sobbing.
bluescribbler
(2,456 posts)Social Studies with Mr. Bolduc when the classroom phone rang. Mr. Bolduc answered it and we all watched him as he listened. He hung up the phone, turned to the class and said, "The President has been shot." Girls started crying. I still don't understand that day.
Martin Eden
(15,206 posts)I was 6 years old at the time. I don't recall hearing the news, but I do remember the funeral.
Auggie
(32,744 posts)and spending the day with my grandmother. I was waiting for her to make one of her famous grilled cheese sandwiches, when the news came over the kitchen radio. She came running into the dining area, exclaiming "Oh my God, someone just shot the President."
A few days later my mother and I were watching live TV when Jack Ruby silenced Lee Harvey Oswald.
I was fascinated with Caroline during the funeral.
NNadir
(36,984 posts)Johnson was a far better President than Kennedy was or could be.
(I have never been a fan of the Kennedy family, except, maybe for Ted, and for him, only at the latter part of his career.)
oberle
(244 posts)fixing an autoharp. The news devastated our choral teacher. I remember watching the incredible funeral the next day, and then Jack Ruby shooting Oswald. I think it was a defining moment in my generation.
kimbutgar
(26,521 posts)My teacher who was also a nun started weeping and made us put our heads down and pray. At dismissal parents were crying and I remember my mother crying when she picked up my sister and I from school. I cant believe its been 62 years !
PatSeg
(51,562 posts)Aldous Huxley and C.S. Lewis also died on that same day. Such a dark day.
WinstonSmith4740
(3,402 posts)Biology class. I'm sure my experience was the same as anyone in a classroom that day, regardless of grade. Shocked, crying teachers and absolutely quiet classrooms.
sdfernando
(5,977 posts)I don't recall the event in real time as I was only 2 years old. We would have been living in El Paso at the time. I also don't remember if my father was in Vietnam or home with us. I know he was there in 1964 because he was in the Brinks Hotel when it was bombed on Christmas Eve.
There was always a certain sadness hanging over their anniversary celebrations.
Very sad event for the world.
KitFox
(477 posts)over the rooms loudspeaker with the announcement. My teacher dropped the piece of chalk and we were in such stunned silence, I heard it splatter when it hit the floor and then the room was abuzz until another announcement that we were all to go to the cafeteria. They had brought in a TV on a cart and we all watched in disbelief. Shortly after Walter Cronkite announced he had died, we were excused early to go home. Before church on Sunday, we were watching TV when Jack Ruby shot Oswald. School was canceled on the day of the funeral. That drum cadence during the caisson procession, John John saluting and the riderless horse stuck in my brain. The collective experience of senseless tragedy and loss sears deep. Be well DU family.
Emile
(39,400 posts)announced it over the PA system. He then gave us the rest of the day off. When I got home, my dad had the old black and white TV on and was in tears. It was sad day for the whole country.
Figarosmom
(9,162 posts)The right is not above killing to get their way.
That revelation has always been on my mind when the pass laws they absolutely know will result in death for many. Or say things they know will get peoe killed.
They KNOW WHAT THEY DO.
MIButterfly
(1,713 posts)My class was walking single-file and we passed her class walking single-file and I thought she said "Kenny was shot." Kenny was our playmate from the next block. I thought "Who in world would shoot Kenny?" I found out the truth when I got home. My grandmother cried for three days. Of course, we all saw Oswald get shot on live TV. And the funeral with John-John's touching tribute to his dad.
It was such a dark, tragic time for all of us.
WmChris
(523 posts)I was in the library when the announcements came over the school intercom. I can't forget the date since it's my birthday. Worst birthday present ever.
electric_blue68
(25,102 posts)My teacher who I really didn't like was called out from our classroom. When she came back in she was disturbingly ashened faced. Told us about the shooting. Then on our recently installed intercom the principal announced the president's death. Let out early.
I don't think I saw Oswald being shot. I do remember some of the funeral- the riderless horse, casket, Jackie, RFK, the kids.
The pall of the adults was an amazing thing those days.
Visiting cousins in ?Arlington, VA. the next summer we went to see the grave with the eternal flame, and white picket fence. Too bad I don't have the photo anymore.
murielm99
(32,517 posts)in typing class. The clackety-clack of those old manual typewriters drowned out the sound of the p.a. making an announcement from the principal. Finally, someone noticed and alerted the teacher. We were silent as he announced the shooting and turned on the radio for the entire school to hear. The meanest boy in the whole sophomore class sat in front of me. He put his head down on his typewriter when the radio announcer said that Kennedy had been shot in the head. After a while, the principal told us he would update all of us as time went on. Only a few minutes later, he again had the radio on for us. The announcer told us that Kennedy had died. Kids cried. The bell rang.
I walked to my geometry class. The normally noisy hallways were voiceless. The only sound was that of lockers opening and closing. Our geometry teacher spoke to us about the death of good men. Before too long, the principal told everyone to go home. I went to see my Latin teacher about a makeup test I needed to take. She told me we would just skip the test. I walked home. It was a cold, rainy, windy, gloomy day.
jaymac
(130 posts)that afternoon, as seniors we could leave instead of staying for last period study hall. My brother came flying down the stairs crying that Kennedy had been shot! My first thought was, oh, probably in the arm .....when I realized he'd been shot in the head I picked up the phone to call my mother at work and instead I heard a mechanical voice telling me there was a national emergency to please hang up the phone. it gave me the willies..........then of course the sadness crowded in. then the Oswald shooting. Compared to what has been going on in our country since January, it seems almost quaint that all across the spectrum we grieved.