[JC and John]

Originally Posted by senior citizen

Where exactly were you when J.F.K. was assassinated?

I still remember as if it were yesterday.

I was standing at the corner of Broad and Market Streets in Newark, New Jersey waiting for a bus. I had a half day off from my job as secretary at Continental Insurance Company.

People starting buzzing. I think the bus stop was in front of a Nedick's Hot Dog place......so someone must have had a t.v. or radio on.

Everyone began telling each other that J.F.K. had been shot........

The rest is history. That night my "boyfriend", later to be husband, and I took a ride into Manhattan where all the lights were out......
On our car radio, funereal type music was playing. It was all very somber.

Days later.........my mom and I had the t.v. on and witnessed LIVE Jack Ruby shooting Lee Harvy Oswald as he was being walked through the crowd.

7th grade study hall. We were told over the loudspeaker. Don't remember much else except watching the funeral on TV.

[DaleMN]

A senior at New Richmond (WI) High School in Social Studies class. The announcement came over the intercom.

[villages07]

9 years old, 4th grade. We were sent home early. We lived very close to Andrews AFB, outside Washington DC, and I remember the Marine choppers flying over our house later that day ostensibly bringing President Johnson to the White House.

Saw the Ruby/Oswald shooting on live TV.

[aussiemom]

Front row seat in Mrs. Inzirella's history class, 7th grade, Washington School, Kearny, NJ. She was crying and told the class. Soon after we were all sent home.

[graciegirl]

Our little daughter was nine months old and she had just taken her first steps that morning. We had been too young to vote for John Kennedy. Age was 21 back then. I had so admired that beautiful young family. So disappointed later when I learned he had cheated on his wife.

[rhood]

Fort Dix, NJ, undergoing Army basic training. The base was put on alert.

[CraigAC]

I'll never forget that day -- probably one of my earliest memories. I was in second grade and the school Principle came on the intercom system, gave us the bad news and dismissed us. My house was right behind the school grounds so I ran home and my mother was already watching the news. Walter Cronkite was just making the announcement, and I think he was starting to cry.

This thread has made me a little curious -- think I'll go on uTube to see if the Cronkite announcement has been captured -- I'm sure it's somewhere on the Internet.

[kittygilchrist]

great topic. i realized i was truly aging when i asked that of someone who had not yet been born!
I was at a high school pep rally tootling on my clarinet.

[redwitch]

High school physics class. It was announced over the loudspeaker. Mr. Hirsch took a deep breath, stated he was sure the President would be fine and the class should settle down and he proceeded to continue to teach. I don't think any of us heard a word he said. When it was later announced by loudspeaker that President Kennedy was dead during my lunch period and we should all go home, few of us left. We all stood around in shock, holding each other and crying. It truly ended an era of innocence.

[manaboutown]

Originally Posted by shcisamax

Oddly enough, I was onstage rehearsing for a play about Lincoln and had just said the line, "The President has been shot." Someone came running down the aisle yelling the president has been shot and it was really confusing why this person was reiterating my line.

This has got to be the most ironic moment of your life!

[LynnDeb]

I was in 5th grade, when we were told at school, the school had us go home early that day, I remember walking with my friends and we all were crying

[Bill-n-Brillo]

Was at school at the time and remember everybody gathering around the flag pole outside for a sort of make-shift memorial ceremony. All of the teachers were very upset.

I then remember our family visiting at my aunt and uncle's house a couple of days later. We were all watching TV when Oswald was shot.

Really unnerving events!

Bill

[krys]

I was a high school senior (Chamberlain High School, Tampa, Florida) in Mr. Little's technical drafting class. The 'class' for seniors was really 3 afternoon classes, all taught by Mr. Little, that included technical drafting, technical math and technical writing. Since all of us had spent our junior year together learning 'basic' drafting and would now spend our senior year together, Mr. Little allowed us to listen to the radio. I remember I was leaning over a drafting table thinking about what present/s might be waiting when I got home, because it was my 17th birthday, when the music on the radio stopped and the announcer said the president had been shot.

[Taltarzac725]

Originally Posted by krys

I was a high school senior (Chamberlain High School, Tampa, Florida) in Mr. Little's technical drafting class. The 'class' for seniors was really 3 afternoon classes, all taught by Mr. Little, that included technical drafting, technical math and technical writing. Since all of us had spent our junior year together learning 'basic' drafting and would now spend our senior year together, Mr. Little allowed us to listen to the radio. I remember I was leaning over a drafting table thinking about what present/s might be waiting when I got home, because it was my 17th birthday, when the music on the radio stopped and the announcer said the president had been shot.

Sorry to hear that you have November 22 as a birthday. I had a similar experience with a very well known murder in Reno, Nevada occurring on my birthday of February 24 in 1976. That of my then high school English teacher's daughter Michelle Mitchell. I thought it was a sick joke when the other students told me why we were having a substitute teacher in place of Mrs. Mitchell. Believe all the students of Mrs. Mitchell and her husband who taught English at a different Reno High School looked at life quite differently over the three years it took the police to solve Michelle's murder. This murder was in the press in Northern Nevada for about a decade as it went through the various phases of commitment, investigation, solution, arrest, trial, appeal, etc.

[keithwand]

In 3rd grade cleaning the black boards with a friend in detention for talking in class.
Some things never change.