I was 4 (born 2-24-1959) and have not the foggiest idea what I was doing when JFK was shot in Dallas. My mother was sick with a flu when she was pregnant so I had a very hard journey with speech and co-ordination problems. I was even in a camp for the mentally retarded as they unfortunately called us in the early 1960s. These hurdles still did not stop me from getting four degrees including a JD from the University of Minnesota Law School in 1989.
When I was looking for a job after getting my MA in Librarianship and Information and Information from the University of Denver GSLIM, the American Library Association had its convention in Dallas that Summer of 1984. We toured around downtown Dallas and I remember one of the recent library school grads who was from the Dallas area pointing out the Book Depository, the grassy knoll, the various other places that became part of history on November 22, 1963.
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