I was in grade school 200 miles West of Dallas that day. We had just came back from lunch. I remember I was in the boys room when a buddy stuck his head in and yelled Kennedy had been shot. Nobody cheered. I remember we were all in shock. It was as if something bad was going to happen. When we got to our history class, our teacher Mr. Allen said yes, the president had been shot. Within seconds the principal came on the intercom and gave the shocking announcement. Immediately, girls in our class began wailing. Loudly. It echoed in unison from other classrooms. School was let out and when I got home I found my mother sitting on the floor in front of the tv crying. She did not like Kennedy. So to answer you’re question, nobody in West Texas cheered to my knowledge. We were all sad and frightened. What were the Russian’s going to do? We lived near a SAC base that went on full alert. If it came to war, our town was toast. Yeah, it was a long time ago, yet it remains very vivid in my mind. Bit of history. My dad did his internship at Parkland hospital. His buddy, Malcolm Perry was the attending phycisian for President Kennedy. Malcolm and dad died about five years ago.
Thanks for repeating your memories of that sad day.