11th grade English class.
Where were you when JFK was shot?
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Tenth grade student in a study hall at Albany High School.
A couple kids during the class change were saying the president got shot and killed. We all thought this was some sick prank those kids were making.
About 15 minutes later the principal came into our room and told us what happened and were to be released shortly at the next bell. Sure enough about 10 minutes later we were out of school.
A couple kids during the class change were saying the president got shot and killed. We all thought this was some sick prank those kids were making.
About 15 minutes later the principal came into our room and told us what happened and were to be released shortly at the next bell. Sure enough about 10 minutes later we were out of school.
Snapping Twig
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4th grade class.
Looked at the clock to document the time, everything else was a blur.
I remember that entire weekend with the news coverage.
I too would like the files opend, non redacted and would appreciate the truth - for a change.
Looked at the clock to document the time, everything else was a blur.
I remember that entire weekend with the news coverage.
I too would like the files opend, non redacted and would appreciate the truth - for a change.
I was an FMF Corpsman serving with the 3rd Mar Div at Camp Hansen Okinawa. I was amazed to find out how much the people of Okinawa loved JFK. The Military observed a 2-week mourning period. All recreational facilities on the base were closed and the flag was flown at half-mast for 2 weeks.
Kin Village, just across the road from the base observed a 30-day mourning period. You could not buy a drink...or much of anything else in the Ville for 30 days. I was in tight with the owners and "staff" of the Bar New Orleans in the ville. I would go to the back door and knock and Papasan would let me in and I would sit around with Momasan and Papasan and the "staff" and drink sake and cry and mourn the loss of a great American. They would not let me pay for my drinks either.
Kin Village, just across the road from the base observed a 30-day mourning period. You could not buy a drink...or much of anything else in the Ville for 30 days. I was in tight with the owners and "staff" of the Bar New Orleans in the ville. I would go to the back door and knock and Papasan would let me in and I would sit around with Momasan and Papasan and the "staff" and drink sake and cry and mourn the loss of a great American. They would not let me pay for my drinks either.
Straightshooter2
US Veteran
We were changing classes and I was heading to 9th grade English. We noticed a someone from the office going around and speaking to all the teachers in that hall and many of the teachers crying. We asked what was going on and our teacher said an announcement would be made in just a few moments. As soon as the class bell stopped ringing, our principal made the announcement that he had been shot. A few minutes later he came back on the PA, confirmed that Kennedy was dead and that school was dismissed early. I got a ride with a friend and I remember the shop teacher directing traffic out of the parking lot with tears literally dripping off his face. I went to pick up my Atlanta Journals to deliver on my paper route and we were told that a special edition would be out later, to come back to our distribution point and deliver those also. Somewhere I still have that edition of the Journal and the one from the day of his funeral.
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PlaytheAces
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I was in sixth grade when our teacher announced the shooting. I don't think we found out JFK had died until we got home, though I'm a little fuzzy on that. I recall some typical "kid" discussions the next day.
I distinctly remember a few days later watching our black and white Magavox, and seeing them lead Oswald out of the police station when suddenly he was shot by Ruby. For some reason that's an image that's stayed with me over the years.
I distinctly remember a few days later watching our black and white Magavox, and seeing them lead Oswald out of the police station when suddenly he was shot by Ruby. For some reason that's an image that's stayed with me over the years.
I was in Dallas. I met up with a local cop who had a Model 10 for sale. We were standing on this grassy knoll overlooking the main road, and I was checking out the feel and the sights. I asked him if I could dry-fire it to check the action. He said, "Sure. What could it hurt?".
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medxam
US Veteran
I was in my pathology residency at the Medical University of SC in Charleston, SC, doing an autopsy on a gunshot wound victim. I wondered who would do the post on JFK! Unfortunately, I could have done a better autopsy on him than the "old farts" at Bethesda who had not done autopsies in years!
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vigil617
US Veteran
In my second grade classroom. The intercom system came on, and someone in the office was playing the radio news coverage into the system. That's how we found out.
Shortly afterward, as if by magic, parents' cars began lining up on the street outside school to pick us up early.
No one had called them, of course. Back then, people just knew to go get their kids.
Shortly afterward, as if by magic, parents' cars began lining up on the street outside school to pick us up early.
No one had called them, of course. Back then, people just knew to go get their kids.
Cleandean
Member
I was in the Spanish language classroom .
An after - lunch study hall ( Junior High school)
In the days ...before they called it "Middle School"
Studying the words of the song.... "La Cucaracha"
An after - lunch study hall ( Junior High school)
In the days ...before they called it "Middle School"
Studying the words of the song.... "La Cucaracha"
Will Carry
Member
I was in the first grade too! No TV for three days!
2nd grade, eastern time zone so early afternoon. They sent us home, but no one said why!? i remember walking home alone and seeing many crying adults..I was scared!
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shouldazagged
Absent Comrade
Watching some grad school classmates playing cards. I was twenty-four and married.
I also remember the deep, terrible gloom in my grandparents' house the day FDR died.
I also remember the deep, terrible gloom in my grandparents' house the day FDR died.
Cattledog
Member
Going into work after lunch.
Beechwood Knoll Elementary School. Friday about 1:00PM or so Eastern Time. School was dismissed. I was nine, so I guess I was in the Fourth Grade.
Dennis The B
US Veteran
Junior in high school. ROTC class, platoon tactics. Master sergeant instructor. Major Torode, PMS, came in and made the announcements. Retired Quartermaster sergeant, who was the military custodian, put black ribbon around CINC's photos when the announcement of his death came over the office radio.
As clear today, as it was fifty years ago.
God rest President Kennedy's soul.
As clear today, as it was fifty years ago.
God rest President Kennedy's soul.
Sunday morning, IIRC. We were at my grandmothers, but I don't think the TV was on. Of course I've seen the replay so many times that I couldn't honestly say if I saw it when it happened or a million times since then.
As someone else mentioned, nothing on TV but JFK. I think everything was closed on the day of the funeral. I remember my father being home from work and he never closed.
Odd the things you remember, isn't it?
3rd grade
After it was confirmed we were sent home.
After it was confirmed we were sent home.
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