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View Diary: Where Were You on 11/22/63? (77 comments)

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  •  I was ten. (10+ / 0-)

    I remember we were in our car and I was hanging over my mother's shoulder, looking at a small grove of trees ahead of us and trying to estimate how much longer it would be till we were at Grandma's house.  Us four kids had been allowed the day off school because a guy who worked for our father was getting married than evening.

    The radio was playing and all of a sudden an announcer broke in with the news that President Kennedy had been shot.  I vaguely recall being at Grandma's (we had been at most 20 minutes away at the time of the original announcement) and hearing the news that he was dead.

    Mostly what I remember about that day after being in the car was wandering around the hall at the wedding reception and noticing that not one of the adults was talking about the assassination.  A few days later I asked my mother about that and she said it would have been very rude to talk about something that upsetting at what was supposed to be a happy occasion.

    I remember watching Oswald get shot.

    Strength and dignity are her clothing, she rejoices at the days to come; She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the law of kindness is on her tongue.

    by loggersbrat on Fri Nov 22, 2013 at 01:23:28 PM PST

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