[Paulm47]

When Jack Kennedy was assassinated I had finished my day at Sacred Heart High School in Waterbury Connecticut and was working my after school job at Bauby's newsstand and cigar store in downtown Waterbury. Provided curb service, pull up and get newspapers and cigars delivered to the car. Heard of the assassination and quickly told to pull all of the afternoon Waterbury papers from the display. First EXTRA EDITION I ever saw came out a short time later and sold like hot cakes. Strange and depressing day!

[dillywho]

I was 22 and working at North State Bank in Amarillo, TX, as the switchboard operator. Someone came running in the front door telling us that she had just heard it on the radio. Our bank president had a radio in his office, turned it on, and confirmed what the lady was saying. He brought it out into the lobby so all could hear.

[manaboutown]

After a class I was walking over to my fraternity house on the UNM campus. Two crying coeds were approaching me on the path from the other direction. I asked them what was wrong and they told me. I got to the house, stayed there and watched it unfold on TV.

[mrsyarbie]

I was a 12 year old at Sacred Heart School in Manitowoc WI. I remember our Prinicpal on the intercom announcing our President had been shot .We all went in to the church and we started to say the rosary led by our parish preist. Soon afterward it was announced that Kennedy had died. Every person sobbed and we were all in shock, adults and children alike that this could happen. School closed and we were all sent home to our mothers.. who were also sobbing. A very sad day for us all!!!!!!!!!

[keithwand]

3rd grade detention cleaning chalkboards with my friend for talking in class. The office put it over the PA system for the teachers since most of the kids had already gone home.

[jbdlfan]

I was in my mother's womb..... don't remember much.
But I do teach the terror and bewilderment from that day.

[Pepperhead]

Weird day for me. I was working for an amusement company in the deep south. I had made my rounds collecting coins from all the pinball machines, juke boxes, and cigarette vending machines all over town. When I returned to the business, all the men who worked there and those who hung out there were hooting and hollering...celebrating. I had no idea what they were so happy about, and my role there was speak when spoken to...they were all a rough bunch, and I rarely even made eye contact with them. I turned in the coins and left to go back to my college dorm. I stopped at a junkyard to scrounge some parts for my hot rod and that's where I found out what had happened in Dallas, but didn't even connect the assassination to the men's behavior. It didn't click until a few years later, while in the military, I read in the Stars and Stripes that my boss, the owner of the amusement company had been charged with murder and was the Imperial Wizard of the KKK in my state.

[dalecrenshaw]

I was in my first year at college in New York City. I was walking down 5th Avenue and saw a lot of people holding portable radios and crying. The people were sobbing and cryng out that Pres. Kennedy had been shot and killed. It was beyond belief.

[eweissenbach]

I had just finished my last morning class as a freshman at the University of Missouri. I went to the cafeteria for lunch and someone shouted out that the President had been shot in Dallas. I ran back to my dorm room and turned on the radio and my reel-to-reel tape recorder to capture the broadcasts. I was going home that afternoon and when I met my ride, one of the other riders said that his professor had come into class, where a big test was scheduled, and sadly announced the President had been shot, then told the class to go home, that they would all be receiving an A for the test. I went home and watched all the news broadcasts, including the live broadcast on Sunday, when Jack Ruby jumped out of the crowd to shoot Oswald. Jack Kennedy was the first political hero in my life and I felt a visceral reaction to the loss, for myself and more importantly, for our country. It is too bad, but understandable, that a little loser and coward like Oswald is remembered as a prime figure in history.

[elizabeth52]

I was 11 years old and had just returned home from school. A neighbor boy ran up on the stoop to tell me that President Kennedy had been killed. I went into the house where everyone was glued to the TV set. It was the first time I saw my grandfather cry.

[swimdawg]

I was in college and we were leaving the campus for Thanksgiving break. I remember walking back to our sorority house and hearing the news. I turned around and went back to tell my sorority sisters the terrible news. We were all in shock....so very sad.

The next year, a group of my sorority sisters decided to go on a vacation to Cape Cod. One of them knew the governess for Bobby Kennedy's kids. She called her friend and we all went into the Kennedy Compound and met all of Bobby Kennedy's kids. They were so cute and very polite. I remember Ethel and Eunice were walking across the street after a game of tennis. The Kennedy clan had a golf cart called "The Toonerville Trolley" (a 4-seater!) and some of the kids were seen riding around in it. Going to the Kennedy Compound was a very cool experience.

What happened to JFK and Bobby.....so very tragic and sad.

[marantho]

I was a high school junior in Sister Hilda's chemistry lab at Our Lady of the Lake HS(now Pope John XXIII)in Sparta, NJ...she had left me and another guy in charge(big mistake)...Sister Angelina came on the intercom and announced the shooting...around the lab some students just dropped glassware on the floor, so many cried...it was terrible. They sent us home immediately...it was the end of innocence, the end of Camelot and nothing would ever be the same again! Unbelievable events in unbelievable times!!!