Where were you?

I was 6 years old. In class at school. We had one of those drinking fountain/sinks in the room. I went to get a drink and someone "dunked me" to try and push my face in the water. When they did, I smacked my face into the drinking fountain and started crying. The teacher thought I was upset about Kennedy and asked if I wanted to go home. Frankly, at that age I didn't really care or wasn't aware...but I still remember it now.
 
High School-11th grade (second time) in French class. A kid came back from the can-or someplace-and just dumped the news on the class with no emotion at all. The teacher was a woman, and she did not believe the report, and scolded this kid, but he persevered until she went and confirmed the news herself, and came back very emotional. I would learn many years later that President Diam (sp) of south Viet Nam had been assassinated by the CIA only a week or so earlier, and that he and President Kennedy were in talks about ending or changing the American involvement in Viet Nam. It was the beginning of a darkness that continues.
 
Mr. Bass's 5th grade class. Moms were pulling their kids out of school. Dad went on base alert and we didn't see him until the next evening.

Mom had the tv on, the radio in one ear and the party line in the other.

I didn't really know how to process what was happening but I had never seen my mother so shaken.

Those kind of memories stick with a kid.
 
Mrs. Hamburg's 6th grade class. We were called out into the hallway and "Joe" the school custodian gave us the news following which we were dismissed. A day forever etched into my memory.
 
I was in 8th grade science class. The news came over the school PA system and school let out early with few dry eyes. I spent the rest of day watching the news still in disbelief.
 
Senior in high school, government class. Was right after lunch, my boyfriend was out of school, couple of years older, he burst into the classroom and told us and then he went to the principals office and told them so then the announcement was made over the PA system. We were dismissed about an hour later. One of the days and times that will never be forgotten.
 
I had just gotten married 20 days earlier....
Where do you think I was??:eek:

(It apparently worked as I'm still married to the same woman.)
 
...10 years old...5th grade at Lincoln Elementary School in south Denver...we heard something was going on right as lunch hour started...I lived less than two blocks from the school...so I got to go home for lunch...Mom had the B/W TV on...she was crying...and told me what happened...I had never seen my Mom cry before...and it was upsetting for me...I ran back to school after lunch and Mrs. Tepley had a TV in the room and we watched the events unfold the rest of the school day...again upsetting seeing all the teachers crying...really drove home how important the events of that day were...
 
Just turned 10 years old and was sitting in Mr. Dunbar's 5th grade class...... when it was announced over the PA system that "The President has been shot..............."

We were all sent home early after we were told the President was dead.

He had ridden in an motorcade the summer before in our town.... a busy week for my Dad......... everyone lined the main drag too catch a glimpse...
 
I was not even an idea in my parents thoughts . They didn't even know each other yet.
 
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In the 7th grade. We were at recess playing basketball. brought us all inside. we had educational TV in the classrooms, and got to watch news till school let out. I ran all the way home to continue watch it, and that ran for 3 more days. All that was on. I was 12 years old.
 
I was watching some graduate school classmates play cards when someone ran in and said, "Turn on the radio, Kennedy's been shot!"

Turned the radio on and heard a reporter say that witnesses had said "the president's head exploded in blood."

We all knew then, well before the official announcement, that he was dead.

I was watching live TV when Oswald was shot.
 
I recall one very hectic day........I was 18 pushing 19, worked nights in a machine shop in order to attend jr. college classes during the day, however 11-22-63 was first day of deer season and we had a tracking snow....so....off at 7:00 am, in the woods with my buddy by 7:30.....he then proceeded to remind me of this really sharp gal I had met at a dance the previous week (2-1/2 years later...my wife), and the fact that today was her birthday and stores would not be open long (rolled up the sidewalks at 5:00 pm in those days).....so.....got, our buck, field dressed and hiked out, probably in the old 1952 Dodge about late noonish....got to the one main street by probably 1:30 - 2:00 and people that should be at work in stores and factories were crowding around the front of Newberry's (remember that one if you can) where about the only TV in town was on display in a window. That was it....everyone so shocked that stores were not selling, just wide open, even the bar had cleaned out. Colder than heck out but everyone glued to that TV or radios (1 AM station in town was all).

Every year since we remember at wife's birthday.....Happy for my wife.........sad for the country that lost a great leader (and yes....I do vote the other side.....but he was still great in my opinion).
 
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