OT: Where were you 45 years ago today?

There are some days we just never forget.  This is one of them.  I was in 6th grade when we first heard he had been shot, then in gym class when we heard he had died.  we were released from school shortly there after, I remember the TV going the whole weekend and then hearing about LH Oswald.  Dealy Plaza last year and the museum just brought it all back to all of us I think.  Yes, this day was much like 9/11 in that the world changed just a bit at that minute.   

I went home for lunch because I lived three blocks away from school and that was too close to eat lunch at school. My mom was home from work that day, and she was crying. I asked what was wrong, and she said the president was shot. She was watching TV, and so I watch TV while I ate. Then I went back to school and played outside with the kids before we went back into class and told them that Kennedy had been shot, and everybody called me a liar, which made me cry. When we got back into class, the nuns were all crying (Kennedy was Catholic, and that was a big deal). They announced it to the class, and we were all herded over to church to pray all afternoon. We spent the whole afternoon on our knees in church, praying for the president. Lots of incense, prayers, hymns, weeping ... but none of it did any good. It was a very sad day. My mom was crying still when I got home.

I was 6 years old. I remember being sent home from school early and finding my mother crying.
I also remember being confused as to why the cartoons were not on. My mom told me I needed to watch because this was history being made.

Cheryl

I was in the 3rd grade and I was walking home for lunch. We didnt go back to school as they closed early.
I remember it vividly cause my mother died exactly a month later.
She had the same disease as President Kennedy with her petuitary gland.
Carla

I was just thinking about this the other day.  It was such a sad day and I did not understand what was going on.  I was in the 2nd grade and our teacher turned the television on.  We had b & w small tvs in our rooms.  I was so scared because I did not understand why someone would hurt him.  When I got home from school my mother had been crying.  That upset me also.  I just did not understand why this had happened.  It was one of the saddest days of my life. 

I was in 6th grade social studies class and we were actually reading our Weekly Reader and reading about President Kennedy's trip to Dallas.

Another teach came into the room, without knocking (a no no in those days!) and it was obvious she was crying.   My teacher began crying and and she said that the President had been shot.

Our teacher was crying!  We all started to cry too and about 10 minutes later we were dismissed from school.  I had nothing to compare the grief to at that time.   Everywhere I looked adults were crying. It was the first time I saw my parents cry.

I remember being so scared.   How could that happen?     My grandparents arrived at the house, crying.  All the adults were beside themselves.  We sat glued to the TV for hours that day.

Amazing, how clear it still remains to me.

Linda

I was in my classroom and I heard the click click of heels in the hall getting closer and closer.  A lady barged in the room in tears.  I don't remember what happened after that.  I know my mom made me watch that very slow funeral train on the TV for hours.


Paula

I was twelve years old at the time and in the 7th grade I think.  I do remember that I was in class at the time.  We gathered around the tv and watched until they announced that JFK had died.  I remember crying and being dismissed for the day.  It was a sad day for America.

I don't know why I don't remember where I was at the time of the announcement... I was 7 yrs old, in the 2nd grade.  It could be that I too was home for lunch, since I used to walk to school.  I do remember my mother crying, so I cried.  I didn't really understand what all the crying was about, but if Mom was sad it must be bad.  I remember not being in school on the day of the funeral, and we sat in front of our little B&W television se****ching the funeral and the coverage all day long.  I just remember everybody being so sad......

I was in 7th grade in a math class. There was an announcement that everyone needed to go to the auditorium. They announced it there. There were televisions and we watched it all unfold. So tramatic....so many tears shed by all.....it was one of the saddest days of my life!

Hugs....connie d