Local News, Entertainment & More - Racine, Wisconsin, USA
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
RIP - JFK (May 29, 1917 – November 22, 1963)
16 comments:
jedwis
said...
Thanks for the memory, SER. I was 5 back when this happened and I remember that day like it was yesterday, seeing my Mom in tears and watching the TV reports. It was quite the day for all Americans.
National Geographic did a story on the assassination which pretty much determined that Oswald was the shooter. It is truly amazing what modern technology can do. I was at school when we found out and I remember all the teachers crying. It was a sad sad day.
I was home "sick" - I was faking it & both my parents worked, so I was watching Bozo's circus when they interrupted the program. Nothing was ever the same after that.
I was off of school at Mitchell that Friday, because my Grandpa died that Wednesday, and we were getting ready to go to the Funeral Home. My brother called from Seymour Smart Footwear where he worked, and told me the President was shot. I told him he was nuts. I turned our little B&W TV on and saw Walter Cronkite talking about It. We were all In shock. Needless to say the conversation at the Funeral Home didn't pertain too much to my Grandpa. My dad spent the entire weekend after burying my Grandpa on Saturday watching the TV. He was REALLY devastated. He shook Kennedy's hand at Dumore while he was campaigning In 1960. In the end 48years later, I personally think that was the day the whole world changed.
I was a freshman in High School, lots of tears that day; teachers and students wandering aimlessly up and down the halls wondering what was going to happen next.
Orbs, it was a horrible period of time. I was 14 when JFK was assassinated and about 19 when RFK was shot and then Martin Luther King. It affected me deeply...
I was told about JFK's death immediately after German Class. I was in 9th grade ... we all walked around in a daze. Recently, JFK had been in Milwaukee and I had stood on 27th and National Avenue and watched his motorcade go by. And then we stayed glued to our TVs for days. Sad time.
I remember both of my parents waking me up in the morning after RFK was killed. I immediately knew that something major was wrong because my father never woke me up in the morning. He, too, was deeply affected by the assassinations. After JFK, he stopped voting. He gave up life in his homeland because he didn't want to live under communism. He wanted democracy for his family. He worked very hard to become a citizen of the USA. But he no longer participated in the political process after JFK was killed. He was too demoralized.
16 comments:
Thanks for the memory, SER. I was 5 back when this happened and I remember that day like it was yesterday, seeing my Mom in tears and watching the TV reports. It was quite the day for all Americans.
National Geographic did a story on the assassination which pretty much determined that Oswald was the shooter. It is truly amazing what modern technology can do.
I was at school when we found out and I remember all the teachers crying. It was a sad sad day.
People always ask where we're you when JFK was shot? Well, I don't have an alibi!
I was home "sick" - I was faking it & both my parents worked, so I was watching Bozo's circus when they interrupted the program. Nothing was ever the same after that.
I should remember at least what jed remembers... but, for some reason, I really don't recall much at all.
KK... Were you on the V & L's back then too...lol j/k too hard to resist.
48 years ago!!!!!!! Wow
Just think, everyone in that picture is dead, except maybe Caroline, I don't know.
BTW, I was actually 7 back then... i got held out of school, so that's my story and I;m sticking to it. lol
I was off of school at Mitchell that Friday, because my Grandpa died that Wednesday, and we were getting ready to go to the Funeral Home. My brother called from Seymour Smart Footwear where he worked, and told me the President was shot. I told him he was nuts. I turned our little B&W TV on and saw Walter Cronkite talking about It. We were all In shock. Needless to say the conversation at the Funeral Home didn't pertain too much to my Grandpa. My dad spent the entire weekend after burying my Grandpa on Saturday watching the TV. He was REALLY devastated. He shook Kennedy's hand at Dumore while he was campaigning In 1960. In the end 48years later, I personally think that was the day the whole world changed.
I was a freshman in High School, lots of tears that day; teachers and students wandering aimlessly up and down the halls wondering what was going to happen next.
They finally sent everyone home.
"People always ask where we're you when JFK was shot? Well, I don't have an alibi!" Neither do I Hale!
No V&L's back then, mamma would have gone to jail.
Finding out about jed's shaky math, I don't feel quite so bad about having a poor recollection of this event. I was MUCH younger.... hehehehe.
A seminal event in my life. I remember it vividly. And the assassination of RFK. And the assassination of MLK.
Later life seems to have contained less assassinations and more accidents and natural disasters.
Orbs, it was a horrible period of time. I was 14 when JFK was assassinated and about 19 when RFK was shot and then Martin Luther King. It affected me deeply...
I was told about JFK's death immediately after German Class. I was in 9th grade ... we all walked around in a daze. Recently, JFK had been in Milwaukee and I had stood on 27th and National Avenue and watched his motorcade go by. And then we stayed glued to our TVs for days. Sad time.
I remember both of my parents waking me up in the morning after RFK was killed. I immediately knew that something major was wrong because my father never woke me up in the morning. He, too, was deeply affected by the assassinations. After JFK, he stopped voting. He gave up life in his homeland because he didn't want to live under communism. He wanted democracy for his family. He worked very hard to become a citizen of the USA. But he no longer participated in the political process after JFK was killed. He was too demoralized.
Post a Comment