If you remeber the death of president kennedy please answer this!?

When you first heard about the tragedy: Where were you ? How did you feel? What did you do?
If you remeber the death of president kennedy please answer this!?
I was a kid and happened to be home from school that day because I was sick. I was astonished and yes, I remember the funeral very clearly. Some of my earliest political memories are when Nixon was Vice-President and debated Kennedy during the campaign.
If you remeber the death of president kennedy please answer this!?
How can anyone forget that day. I was sitting in World History class in High School when they announced it over the intercom. No one could believe that it was actually true. It was raining that day and my best friend's dad picked us up in a 1962 Red Ford 2 door car. I remember watching the tv. First time it was on for 24 hours. I watched Lee Harvey Oswald get shot on National tv first time in history. Remember this was before th internet and color tv at my house. I have always felt that America never recovered from the death of President Kennedy. Then 40 years ago yesterday his brother was assassinated in San Francisco. I believe that a lot of hope for America was lost on those to terrible days.
Reply:similar answer. spooky? my mom kept me home from kindergarten that day. i was playing in the sandbox with my friend, doug. when i went home the tv was on, and my mother was crying. i still believe there was a lot more to it than uncle sam was willing to tell, and the same i feel today. oliver stone may not have been too far off mark.
Reply:I was in 7th grade. The nun who was principal of our school came in and whispered something to our teacher, Sister Clarine Marie, and left. Sister told us that President Kennedy had been shot, and she had us pray quietly for him. About 20 minutes later the Principal came back in and told Sister that he had died. We were let out of school soon after that, and we spent the next three days and nights glued to our television set in the living room watching history unfold. I couldn't believe it happened, after the great joy and celebration of my own Irish Catholic community having seen "one of our own" elected president just a few years earlier. Compared to President Eisenhower, who had been in office before Kennedy, JFK seemed like such a young man, with his beautiful wife and children. It was like the sun stopped shining when he died.
Reply:In 1962 I was 4 years old. I don't remember the assassination itself, but I remember the funeral. I remember my Aunt just freaking out watching the funeral. She was my kid sitter at the time. She acted like she didn't believe JFK had really died, but the funeral drove it home for her. She cried and cried. and kept screaming NO....NO...NO! Being only 4, it was all over my head. So all I did was keep watching the coverage. But her response is tattooed on my mind.
Reply:I was 4 years old, at home, watching television. I remember my mother was taking laundry off the clothesline outside, and walking out and telling her the president had been shot. After that, I have mixed memories of adults crying and being upset, and a lot of television coverage of the funeral. It would be years later before I could take those memories and put them in context of what they meant historically.
Reply:I was on my way to the school nurses office with a headache.
Reply:When the announcement came over the school intercom, we all thought it was another of the band director's bad practical jokes.
Reply:I was in grade 7 and had just left school to walk another girl home who was feeling sick. I heard a boy say ...president... assassinated..and I thought they were talking about Abraham Lincoln. As this girl and I got to her house someone from across the street called to her and she went over to their


porch. She came running back and said President Kennedy had been shot. We went into her house and turned on t he radio. The radio station we would be listening to was a rock and roll station but it was playing really sad music and every now and then someone would come on and say that Kennedy had been shot. I went back to school and we were dismissed for the rest of the day (It was a Friday) This was really unusually because I am Canadian! There was a lot


of criticism of our school board the next week for closing the school for the death of a leader of another country.
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Reply:Senior, in high school, Mr Martin's English class.


An announcement was made that Kennedy had been shot and anyone who wanted to, could go to the auditorium, to watch the news reports, on television.


The entire student body, all teachers, janitors, cooks and the bus drivers quickly filled the room. Everyone was crying, even the guys.


After about an hour, school was dismissed. School was cancelled, until after the funeral.


I went home and watched the TV, as Johnson was sworn in, Oswald was arrested and later shot by Jack Ruby, replays of the actual shooting, thousands of people filing past JFK's casket and then, the funeral.


Everyday, the newspapers were filled with stories and photos and everyday, I cut out the articles and photos, which I still have in a special box; no one is allowed to touch them, except me.


For me (and my friends) it seemed unreal, at first.


Our President was dead!


How could this be true?


We had just seen him in Tampa, Florida, on Monday the 18th.


He arrived via helicoptered and landed in Al Lopez Field.


The stadium was packed and it was a mad-house of screams and cheers. The sound system was so bad, we couldn't even hear his speech.


But, it didn't matter; we were there!


And, when he left the field, he walked right by us. My friend shouted, "Hey, Prez!". He looked right at us and said, "Hello, young ladies." I, honestly, believe I stopped breathing!


But, by Friday afternoon, the joy of that Monday was replaced by grief.


Watching the funeral of our President, was as personal to us as attending the funeral of a beloved family member.


We watched (on TV) as the caisson carried his flag-draped coffin to Arlington.


And, we cried as much for ourselves, as we did for the Kennedy Family.

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