Senior year of HS. It was announced at the end of a class, the president was shot and is dead.
Walking to the next class was surreal. It was very quiet, all had the look of shock on their face. Those that cried did it very quietly.
I was not shocked that the president had been shot, he was not the first. I was shocked that JFK who was very popular was shot.
I remember the quiet silent crying and a quiet somber dinner at our house with all eyes and ears locked onto Walter Cronkite. My Dad was upset, he was a WW 2 Vet and the Vets had one of their's in the White House, a man with brass and toughness. Dad was Livid, he wanted answers.
The silence was broken by Jack Ruby, it was live, a shooting that happened so quick it would have been missed had you blinked.
It was followed by anger directed at Ruby, Why? Now we will never really know the why.
It forever changed America.