Hard to believe it's been this long. Fifty years ago today it was another normal Friday in third grade at Linwood Elementary in Oklahoma City, OK. Little did I know that about 200 miles to my south, John F. Kennedy had just been assassinated.
I've don't remember most of what happened that day but I DO remember our teacher, whose name I have since forgotten, broke down in tears at her desk at some point and left the classroom. We were on our own for a few minutes until the Principal arrived to tell us that Miss ________ had to go home and that something tragic for our country had happened and that we should ask our parents to tell us more about it all.
We all went home and watched TV constantly. I still vividly remember watching Jack Ruby kill Oswald on national TV. I still remember adults crying openly on street corners, at the grocery store, at church, etc. I still remember the horse-drawn caisson and John-John saluting.
I wonder now if we'll ever recover in some ways and if we already know the truth or if it's still hidden to us. Hmmmmm...
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