Thirteen -- physics class. An announcement over the loudspeaker that the President had been shot. At lunch the word spread that he had died. First class after lunch we were sent home. Most of us stayed glued to a television the remainder of the weekend. So much sadness, so much fear as to what would happen next and, of course, tremendous admiration for Jackie, Caroline and John-John.
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Army/embassy brat - traveled too much to mention
Moved here from SF Bay Area (East Bay)
"There are only two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle; the other is as though everything is a miracle." Albert Einstein
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