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Post by TKennedy on Nov 22, 2020 11:13:32 GMT -5
November 22, anniversary of the assassination of President Kennedy. I was eating lunch in the student center at Regis College, Denver CO when my friend Dave Crawley came in and saw me. He said “My God Kennedy you’re alive. People were saying you got shot!” I had been in class all morning and that was the first I heard of it. (Addendum: I texted Dave today and reminded him of that moment. He replied “ I remember that too. I was so relieved when I found out it was only the President of the United States.”) It was a Friday and I had been working for a long time to get a date with this cute girl at Loretto Heights college and this was the night. As a staunch Republican at the time I was saddened by the event but not devastated. Turned out she was shattered and it was a sober night. I remember the movie we went to. “The Cardinal”. A film that while sending a powerful message for that time remains perhaps even more pertinent in our current turmoil. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cardinal |
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Post by billhammond on Nov 22, 2020 11:24:00 GMT -5
I was in junior high, in a French class led by a first-year teacher, Miss Schreiner, who, after the announcement came over the P.A. system, stood there and stammered inanities, like "It just kind of makes you wonder, um, what kind of people there are, um, out there, who would do such a thing ..."
I think she might have done better to just stay silent and let us all process and cry.
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Post by Cosmic Wonder on Nov 22, 2020 11:31:54 GMT -5
Second period 6th grade English class in Yakima, WA. I was there living with my Dad because my Mom was going through a divorce. They broke in with the news over the intercom. Girls started crying. I didn’t know what to think, they sent us home after a while. Then we watched the whole Ruby/Oswald thing on live tv.
Mike
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Post by Marshall on Nov 22, 2020 11:33:51 GMT -5
I remember the movie we went to. “The Cardinal”. A film that while sending a powerful message for that time remains perhaps even more pertinent in our current turmoil. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_CardinalRomy Schneider could make me reconsider my vows. On the fateful Nov 22, I was in Freshman algebra class at Fremd HS. The rest of the day, we filed from class to class. No lessons were taught. They played radio coverage of the event over the school PA. Everyone was solemn and quiet the whole day. |
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Post by brucemacneill on Nov 22, 2020 11:50:29 GMT -5
High-school shop class. We were dismissed as soon as the buses could get there and also watched the aftermath on TV. It was a sad time. His legacy has lost some of its shine over the years.
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Post by t-bob on Nov 22, 2020 12:01:28 GMT -5
I was Latin class -a sophomore. David Kilgore teacher The speaker said “the president is dead. all can leave” that was a very weird whole weekend.
Godotwaits ( departed Soundholian) and I playing with jailbait girls. We were driving fast around immortals. I was just before 16 yr old.
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Post by Dub on Nov 22, 2020 12:09:53 GMT -5
My wife, as she then was, and I were walking into Wieboldt’s department store in Evanston, IL. We had parked on the top floor of their parking ramp and the entrance from that level caused one to walk in past the TV sales area. People were crowded around all the floor model console TV sets watching news reports. Like most people, we were shocked and saddened.
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Post by fauxmaha on Nov 22, 2020 12:11:11 GMT -5
I was three months old to the day.
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Post by dradtke on Nov 22, 2020 12:15:58 GMT -5
I was in fourth grade. I remember the teachers crying quietly.
Our newest museum project is in the old Dallas Municipal Building, where Oswald was jailed, interrogated, and shot. The University of North Texas took over the old building and remodeled it into their new law school, but preserved a few of the original historic sites inside the building. We designed and built exhibits covering the aftermath of the assassination. The original schedule was for it to open today, but I'm not sure how restrictions might be affecting that.
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Post by John B on Nov 22, 2020 12:18:33 GMT -5
Several years before my time on Earth began. I am thankful that no President has been assassinated in my lifetime.
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Post by coachdoc on Nov 22, 2020 12:19:27 GMT -5
High school. Sitting in the library. The librarian sent us home. Walked home and spent the day watching the news with my family. We watched continuously til Ruby was shot.
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Post by Cornflake on Nov 22, 2020 12:28:19 GMT -5
I was in class at Albert Sidney Johnston Junior High School in Houston. After the news was announced, I heard a teacher wailing loudly in the distance.
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Post by Dub on Nov 22, 2020 12:41:47 GMT -5
High school. Sitting in the library. The librarian sent us home. Walked home and spent the day watching the news with my family. We watched continuously til Ruby was shot. <Oswald> Actually Ruby died in prison of a pulmonary embolism. |
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Post by Marty on Nov 22, 2020 12:44:04 GMT -5
I was in Jr. High School. They sent us home after a very somber announcement that the President had been killed.
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Post by david on Nov 22, 2020 12:45:08 GMT -5
Mrs. Hamilton's 2nd grade class. We went to the cafeteria/auditorium of my little elementary school and Principal Mr. Walden explained what had happened. I vaguely remember him having a little black and white TV set up near the stage that we all tried to see and hear.
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Post by epaul on Nov 22, 2020 12:45:10 GMT -5
I was in 6th grade. The school superintendent, J.P. Halvorson, announced it over the PA system. The tone of his voice conveyed more to us than the message, his voice was so somber, sad, something, that we all knew something tragic and extraordinary had happened and the room was silent for what felt like a very long time. Our teacher, Mrs. Huegland, was white and silent. Then she told us something very sad had happened to the president and the country, but that we were safe and the country was safe, and everything would be all right.
I picked up on the vibe, especially during the funeral procession, but I didn't have feel or understanding of what had happened until an issue of LOOK magazine arrived that was filled with photos devoted to JFK, his White House life and the assassination. In particular, there was a photo of a smiling JFK at his desk with a little JFK Jr. playing at his feet underneath that hit me hard and deep. I was a young and shallow kid, but that photo hit me hard and it stuck and I felt loss and sadness.
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Post by Rob Hanesworth on Nov 22, 2020 13:19:52 GMT -5
I was three months old to the day. I'll bet you cried that day. |
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Post by Rob Hanesworth on Nov 22, 2020 13:28:06 GMT -5
I was a junior in high school but home sick that day. I was on the couch watching TV when the news broke in. I was alone as my parents had gone grocery shopping. Dad was on second shift at the time. I think I broke the news to them when they got home.
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Post by dradtke on Nov 22, 2020 13:33:10 GMT -5
As a fourth grader I knew it was a serious thing, but after a few days of TV news coverage I was crabby that my after-school cartoons hadn't come back on the air yet.
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Post by coachdoc on Nov 22, 2020 13:40:28 GMT -5
High school. Sitting in the library. The librarian sent us home. Walked home and spent the day watching the news with my family. We watched continuously til Ruby was shot. <Oswald> Actually Ruby died in prison of a pulmonary embolism. i've had one of those, but I didn't die and I didn't shoot a president. So neither Ruby or Oswald here. |
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