this week, november 22, marks the 48th anniversary of the assassination of president kennedy. it's often said that everyone who was alive then can remember where they were and what they were doing when they got the news that JFK had been shot.
i first heard the news on that sunny beautiful november 22, listening about 130pm to weol-fm, preparing to go to work at the supermarket.each news bulletin from cbs news dallas grew significantly more grim until walter cronkite announced the death of john fitzgerald kennedy, 35th president of the united states.
i had grown to marvel at president kennedy's remarkable wit, knowledge, perspective, and hair raising oratory. i especially loved the repartee of his press conferences.
the talk at the market that evening, was of philosophies forever changed, a realization that there is no real security in this world, and that dreams can die, too. we knew that this world, country, and i had sufered wounds to our souls that would never heal.
we have not seen his equal, his human faults nothwithstanding. this man, in his press conferences, was knowledgeable, informed, and informed. no one since has come even close to having a kennedyesque press conference.
if you were alive then, what was your reaction, and how did it change you?