50 years ago

Sixth grade. That's when the fifth grade teacher rushed into the room saying they just shot the President!! Will never forget that day. Later on walking down Main Street after school all of the taxi drivers were standing there all playing their radios on the same station listening to the news. Quite a somber experience.

Ninth Grade in PA - catholic school , they closed and sent all of us home.

Seventh grade in TN. Public school. They closed and sent us home.

4th grade in Ohio. Teacher cried and we all
Said a prayer. Later sent home.

do not remember, i was only 1

Second grade, they didn't close the school and send us home, they didn't say anything publically about it during school hours I guess as not to traumatize us. We didn't find out until we got home from school. Those damn republicans:)

It was evening and me and my college roommate had just come out of a bar in downtown State College. People were milling around on the sidewalk and a well-dressed man was sitting on the curb, crying. We observed the scene for a while then walked uptown where we went into an appliance store and watched news reports on the TV sets playing inside. I couldn't get the idea out of my mind that our country had just had an assassination, an assassination!
We goofed around in the college gym for a while, pretending to lift weights then wandered back to our rooming house. The next day the instructor for my Saturday psych class lead us in a minute of silence before starting the class. I marvel now at how heedless and uninvolved I was at the time but it was a shocking, inexplicable event and who knew how to react to it?

There was a girl in our class who went home for lunch. The teacher took her outside, said something, and we all saw her crying. We figured something happened to her family. It was a while later that the announcement came over the PA system. I'm with pt- I had no way to process the situation. That evening when I saw my mother, who did not care for Kennedy, weeping, the gravity of it all hit me. Watched TV the entire weekend and saw Ruby shoot Oswald live. The images of Mrs. Kennedy back in Washington with blood still on her dress, Caroline reaching up to touch the casket, John saluting, the horse with the boots in the stirrups backwards..

Years later, when Martin Luther King was killed, I remember thinking, "Not again!" And then quickly after that, Robert Kennedy...

Still brings tears to my eyes, 50 yrs. later.
Wonder what the world would be like today had those men< JFK, MLK and RK had not been assassinated.

I was on the DMZ in Korea, the few Koreans who would speak to us were celebrating his death. We were on high alert and several of our soldiers from my division were killed that day. I always was sad that on any given day our families never saw that any of us died during that "Conflict" in the entire time I spent there. I didn't know that Walter Cronkite had cried on the air until two years after the fact.

I came to appreciate what I had back in the states. A Korean would kill for a bowl of rice.

I helped in rallies for JFK prior to his election. I certainly had high hopes at that time. Things have changed and not all for the better.

In my Moms tummy, wating for April to join the world

Senior in HS. Chemistry class.