I remember November 22, 1963. I was in a science class and the head nun came on the intercom with the news. I can still remember her exact opening words: “Your prayers are requested for the repose of the soul of President John F. Kennedy, who has been assassinated in Dallas, Texas.” There was an audible gasp from the class, and the nun who was teaching our class left the room and we saw her in the hall talking with another nun.
My first reaction was, “The Russians!” Remember, this was just over a year after the Cuban Missile Crisis, and there was still great distrust, if not outright hatred, of the Soviets.
We had the same thought a few months before Dallas, when in April, 1963 the US submarine Thresher sank. Again, our immediate reaction was, “It was the Russians!”
My first reaction was, “The Russians!” Remember, this was just over a year after the Cuban Missile Crisis, and there was still great distrust, if not outright hatred, of the Soviets.
We had the same thought a few months before Dallas, when in April, 1963 the US submarine Thresher sank. Again, our immediate reaction was, “It was the Russians!”
nothing new under the sun.