In My playpen in front of the TV with Mom folding clothes in the same room.
I remember watching the TV and suddenly Mom screamed and started crying. So I started to cry with Her.
Years later when I saw a replay of JFK getting shot, then it sank in why Mom screamed and cried and what I’d seen.
I was 2 years and 4 months old at the time of the murder.
I was a freshman, 13 in HS, in algebra class, when the news came over the PA system. School dismissed for 3-4 days. Mom & Dad came home from work, and my younger sister and M&D watched TV for 3 days, non-stop. I remember it all.