In second grade. I clearly remember us boys making bets if Connally would survive or not. Sounds pretty morbid but it’s exactly what happened.
Oh and memories from my mom.
She was driving around in the two For Fairlane that we had. Significantly for the story is that that car didn’t have a radio (or one that worked). She’s driving around in our little town and notices people acting very strangely. She found out what happened when she stopped and asked hey what’s going on.