The 57th Anniversary of the Assassination of President Kennedy

 

I was in third grade when President Kennedy was murdered. They let us out of school early but didn’t tell us why. I walked home with my sister Joan, who was in fifth grade. My mom was watching the TV and told us what happened. I now have an apartment just over a mile from Dealey Plaza where it happened. We walked there yesterday and took pictures.

One of the first things you notice is how small of a space the plaza is. The pictures make it look much bigger. The man in the road is next to the X marking where the third fatal shot hit. In the picture below I’m next to where Zapruder was when he filmed the assassination.

I attended a discussion about it three years ago by Zapruder’s granddaughter.

At the base of the Texas Book Depository, there is a sign which reflects the controversy over the assassination; note the word alleged in it.

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  1. Gary Robbins Member
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    I was in 6th grade at Hopi Elementary School, part of the Scottsdale School District, in the Arcadia part of Phoenix. We were at lunch. We cheered when we heard that Kennedy had been shot. (In 3rd grade, a clear majority of us sang “Nixon, Nixon, he’s our man, Kennedy, Kennedy in the trash can.)

    Our Art Teacher stood up in the lunch room and ripped our throats out, telling us that President Kennedy was the president of all of us. We immediately went into a stunned silence, and felt an immense shame for cheering.

    School buses were called and we were sent home. Our parents were waiting for us when we arrived.

    That’s bizarre behavior for sixth graders.

    Yeah. Sounds like a fantasy in retrospect.

    If it were a scene in a screenplay, I’d cut it completely for being unrealistic and too on the nose.

    But maybe Arizona kidz are just weird….

    We were spoiled rich WASP kids who had inculcated a hatred of Democrats.  I was there, and our reaction was spontaneous, as was the Art Teacher speaking Truth to Power, or rather Truth to a bunch of bratty kids who didn’t have the sense to realize the seriousness of the situation.  There were two announcements that day.  The first was that President Kennedy was shot, which was met with cheering.  The second was some 10-15 minutes later, that President Kennedy was dead which was met with stunned silence and profound shame.

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