November 22nd 1963 ... I had just walked from wood shop to math class at Ben Franklin Jr. High in Daly City, CA. Our math teacher was crying when we walked in, and we soon found out why. A messenger came around to all of the classes, telling us that school was dismissed for the day … The President had been shot. I walked home to our house at 41 Grandview Ave, to find my mom and several friends from the neighborhood gathered around the little black and white TV, all of them in tears, watching live action from Dallas. John Kennedy represented hope and progress for the country. He was highly regarded, and the family was akin to royalty … John, his lovely wife Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy, and children Caroline and John-John.
For me, I've added to my list of "where were you" events with another untimely death. I think it's time to concentrate on some of the positive events on the list. Births, weddings, successes, uniquely wonderful feelings ... these are the things that belong on the "where were you" lists for all of us. I will endeavor to dwell on the good events, but there certainly have been some bad ones for our generation.