I would like to hear from anyone who remembers it
or even memories of friends and relatives who do.
I was studying using the Reader's Digest workbook
with my English XL group, in the back of Mrs. Mounday's
6th grade class. I had turned 11, less than a month before.
We had an 'interoffice' phone in the classroom, and Mrs.
Mounday answered it. I remember her saying "Oh no, oh no"
and crying as she got off, and told the class what had
happened. At some point, the decision was made to send
us all home. Most homes at that time had a mom there to
go to, so I don't think it was a problem for all but a very few.
At home, the TV was on and except for the hours of sleep,
I don't remember it being turned off. I watched, and I saw
it all. Saw Oswald shot. Saw the funeral procession. Heard
my Mom comment on how she thought they could have
picked a better horse than Black Jack to carry the reversed
boots. He didn't seem sedate enough for the occasion,
dancing around due to nerves, most likely.
Went back to school, and wrote an essay titled "Four Dark
Days" (apparently, Life magazine had an article with the
same title, didn't know it at the time) and got an A on it.
I thought my Mom would have saved it, as she did so many
things, but it has never been found.
President Kennedy was the first president I was really aware
of. He had children a bit younger than I was, and seemed
almost like he could have been my Dad. I still cry when I
think about that time, especially this year. Several years
ago, I visited his grave at Arlington. I cried there, too.
or even memories of friends and relatives who do.
I was studying using the Reader's Digest workbook
with my English XL group, in the back of Mrs. Mounday's
6th grade class. I had turned 11, less than a month before.
We had an 'interoffice' phone in the classroom, and Mrs.
Mounday answered it. I remember her saying "Oh no, oh no"
and crying as she got off, and told the class what had
happened. At some point, the decision was made to send
us all home. Most homes at that time had a mom there to
go to, so I don't think it was a problem for all but a very few.
At home, the TV was on and except for the hours of sleep,
I don't remember it being turned off. I watched, and I saw
it all. Saw Oswald shot. Saw the funeral procession. Heard
my Mom comment on how she thought they could have
picked a better horse than Black Jack to carry the reversed
boots. He didn't seem sedate enough for the occasion,
dancing around due to nerves, most likely.
Went back to school, and wrote an essay titled "Four Dark
Days" (apparently, Life magazine had an article with the
same title, didn't know it at the time) and got an A on it.
I thought my Mom would have saved it, as she did so many
things, but it has never been found.
President Kennedy was the first president I was really aware
of. He had children a bit younger than I was, and seemed
almost like he could have been my Dad. I still cry when I
think about that time, especially this year. Several years
ago, I visited his grave at Arlington. I cried there, too.
