8 years old, sitting at home here in AZ from school eating lunch with mom, big sister burst through the door yelling “The president’s been shot!”. I almost jumped up and hit the ceiling. My mom was unbelieving and trying to get her to calm down for about 20-30 secs and suddenly Cronkite’s voice broke into the programming on the TV announcing that: “Here is a bulletin from CBS News in Dallas, Texas. Three shots were fired at President Kennedy’s motorcade... the first reports say President Kennedy has been seriously wounded”.
Truly at bolt out of the blue for this then 8 year old. I remember it like it was yesterday
APee doing their part to advance a narrative.
Sitting in 6th grade classroom (Mr. Barone was the teacher) and they rolled in a cart with a TV so we could watch the unfolding news...
But 9-11 was more meaningful because my son was living in NYC. It was 5 hours before we got a call.
A classmate who went home for lunch returned with the news that the President was shot. My 3rd grade teacher Mrs. Johnson dismissed it until an announcement was made over the intercom. Many tears. I watched TV news over the following days. Even as an 8-year old I think I understood the historic nature of the assignation and subsequent events.
This ushered in LBJ who was hell bent on destroying America.
I remember it like it was yesterday also. We were sitting in class and an announcement came across the intercom that the President had been shot. Then about a half hour later another announcement came that said President Kennedy was dead and everyone should go outside and wait for the busses to take us home.
School was suspended until after Thanksgiving. Everyone just sat home watching the TV all day. A nation in mourning. Looking back on it years later I realized that that event was the death of innocence in the United States. Everything changed after that.
Was a sophomore in high school. The Principal comes on the intercom and says, "President Kennedy was assassinated earlier today in Dallas, Texas...the Debate Club will meet in room 203...".
Damned Franciscans.