I remember my mother crying on this date. I know. It dates me.
and we have been lied to every one of these 47 years.....
I got very angry and told him that was something not to joke about; it wasn't five minutes later, that the Principal made the announcement over the PA system.
The reactions were incredible.
Rightly or wrongly...AT THAT TIME...the man was much loved - at least by myself and most of my classmates and peers.
It was then...and remains....devastating.
My 88 year old mother, whom we currently take care of in our home, swears to this day that LBJ had something to do with the assassination. Funny thing is, I came across the following podcast interview of a now retired 79 year old FBI agent that was involved in following up on threats to JFK, and later involved in the assassination investigation, and lo and behold, who does he finger as behind it?.....LBJ and J. Edgar Hoover. Very interesting interview. Worth listening to with a open mind.
The most astounding thing about it was that the black kids were acting happy about it. Hi 5s all around.
I remember that day vividly. Unaware of Kennedy’s visit, my mom was trying to pass through Dealy Plaza and was stuck in traffic behind the motorcade a mere three blocks away. Meanwhile, I was in school (4th grade) when a girl stuck her head through the classroom door and announced the President had been shot. It was surreal and I scarcely believed it. However, I was later more distraught that regular TV programming was interrupted for three days. It seems hard now to imagine that some people such as my grandparents felt a collective shame that the President had been killed in “their” city. I heard not long afterward that LBJ had said that in 50 years he would be blamed. I hoped over the decades that the truth would gradually emerge, but too much time has passed, along with those that knew what happened.
I was 8 weeks past my 3rd birthday.I remember being very freaked out because I knew what dead was and I thought it only happened to old people who were sick as had happened to both of my grandfathers in the past year prior to this.I remember it was the first time I saw both of my parents cry.I think it was the first time I realized that there were many things they couldn’t fix.