The First Time....Nov. 22, 1963
Dear Friends, I wanted to write a brief note on this important day. It may be among the most memorable days from my childhood. Nov. 22, 1963 we were dismissed from school when President Kennedy was shot. I walked home and my mom was not surprised that I was home. I walked in right as (I think this is correct) that Walter Cronkite said that the President was dead. My mom was sitting on a purple chair and was watching our old black and white television set. The most memorable part was that my mom was crying....It was the first of only a couple of times that I remember her crying. The other time I remember her crying was when a close friend was diagnosed with cancer. These things stay with us. The tears from Nov. 22, 1963 stay with me for a number of reasons. Who knew that era which is referred to as Camelot, was about to end? Although history may record the Kenned...