John Kennedy Shot In Dallas

Sitting next to Roseanne B. and Laura C. in Sister Reparata's 8th grade class in Sacred Heart School in Cambria Heights Queens.

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+1 I was also in 8th grade class in Ohio. It was, to a child, a tragic event. Once I grew up and learned more about the Kennedy's it wasn't quite so tragic.
 
I was in the ninth grade and I remember overhearing two teachers talking shortly before the principal came over the PA system and announced JFK was dead. I got a ride home with someone and I still have a very strong memory of the woodshop teacher standing there directing traffic out of the school parking lot with tears running down his face. I had a paper route and The Atlanta Journal put out a late edition. I had to do my regular route and then go back to get any customer who wanted it the late edition. Somewhere I still have a copy of that newspaper I delivered that day.

CW
 
I remember it well. 7th grade, class was about over and we were waiting for the buses to start loading when the news was transmitted over the intercom.
 
Freshman in HS in a little S Georgia school. I don't remember anyone cheering or making improper remarks, but I don't remember people being particularly upset, either. My folks had voted for Nixon. Not many in GA voted Republican then.

By the way, the Cubans done it.;)

Like Caje, the Missile Crisis really made more of an impact on me. I was scared out of my wits for three days, going to school every morning really not expecting to come home. We were sandwiched between Robins AFB, a big SAC base at the time, and Ft. Benning. We figured the stray missiles would get us.
 
I was in my first year of college (in Massachusetts, Kennedy's home state) in an agronomy class, when another teacher came in. She was crying and spoke to our instructor who made the announcement and dismissed the class. I walked back to my dorm and along the way it was very quiet. Groups of people were talking, many crying. Everyone was in a state of shock. Things like this you never forget.
 
The morning of the assassination, I was in the crowd gathered on the parking lot across from the Hotel Texas in Ft Worth it hear his speech. After the speech, I went back to my dorm for some sleep. Was awakened later, when someone was running down the hall yelling that he was killed. He was not at all popular in Texas.
 
No Memory of the day.
I was 18 months old and had recently jumped off bunk bed upper deck and broke colar bone (as Mother tells the story)
 
I was a sophomore in high school, was getting a haircut when it came on tv about the assassination.
 
I was 5 and remember being glued to the TV ( B&W). The adults either cried or said very little. One of the strongest, saddest memories from my early childhood. I know that time marches on and folks have their varying opinions of the man, but it is sad that so little mention is made of this day now. I honestly think, and this is only my opinion mind you, that this country changed that day and not for the better. We lost more than just Jack that day in Dallas.
 
3rd Grade. We were out of School until the burial and everone was glues to the television.
 
I was six when Kennedy got shot. but later on I aquired this American Rifleman magazine from the month after Oswald ordered a gun from Kleins. but the price of the gun is the same that Oswald spent if you add the shipping cost to Dallas. You'll see his rifle on the left there. And BTW. Oswald acted alone.

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In 1963, I was a senior in high school when JFK came to Texas. On the twenty-first of November, Kennedy was scheduled to be in San Antonio and three of my buddies and I drove there to see him. We had never seen a president or the governor in person and thought it would be cool. I took along my camera and snapped one picture as the motorcade went by. The next day, he was assassinated in Dallas. I have long ago lost the original negative but I still have the photo.

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I was in my 6th period class in 10th grade failing Geometry. Later in my 7th period German class, we found out he was dead. Failed that class, too.
 
Eighth grade, 5th period, Mrs. Elick's English class. They came on the overhead and plugged in the radio. We were let out early. Mom and Dad had the TV fixed so we could watch.

I still get a little chill when thinking of it.
 
Mrs Streleski's 6th grade class, Lottie Switzer grade school. Band students returning from all school practice via cab heard the news on the cab radio. When they came in and told the teacher what was on the news, she initially didn't believe them but soon verified it through the office.

The news and tv coverage the next few days probably had significant influence on my career choice. I have never regretted the choice.
 
No Memory of the day.
I was 18 months old and had recently jumped off bunk bed upper deck and broke colar bone (as Mother tells the story)


That's a sign you should have joined the Army and gone Airborne.
 
I was working out of rosenburg texas. I recall we got rained out and knocked off work early. I came in and the woman that ran the plaza hotel told me. Her biggest concern at the time was what everyone would think of texas now! My co - foreman on the job popped off, well he wanted ta be jist like lincoln, so he ended up jist like lincoln! I thought that a little rude at the time.
 
I was sick and did not go to school that day. I saw it on the news and called my mom who cried for 2 or 3 days.

By the way, Kelly Green, that is a great photo that shows the raised Kennedy seat and the lower front seat, showing one shot hitting both people was plausable and probable.

Oswalt was a bumbling fool who acted alone, but he made the impossible shot.


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