The "Over 40s" thread made me think about this. Everyone remembers where they were when they heard about JFK being shot.
I was in kindergarden, in Queens, NY, in the auditorium in school. We had all gathered in there to watch a special (on a small black and white television) on kangaroos in Australia.
Suddenly the broadcast broke to the news that Kennedy had been shot. The kid next to me (i still remember his name, Nicholas) turned to me and said, "The President's been shot!" and me, being a bear of little brain, who didn't quite "get it", replied "That's not funny!".
We were quickly ushered back to our classrooms and then dismissed for the day. I walked home to find both of my parents home, in front of the television, crying.
I'd be interesting in hearing your stories of your memories of that moment in time....
I was in kindergarden, in Queens, NY, in the auditorium in school. We had all gathered in there to watch a special (on a small black and white television) on kangaroos in Australia.
Suddenly the broadcast broke to the news that Kennedy had been shot. The kid next to me (i still remember his name, Nicholas) turned to me and said, "The President's been shot!" and me, being a bear of little brain, who didn't quite "get it", replied "That's not funny!".
We were quickly ushered back to our classrooms and then dismissed for the day. I walked home to find both of my parents home, in front of the television, crying.
I'd be interesting in hearing your stories of your memories of that moment in time....