Nov. 22 1963 The day John F. Kennedy was killed

I still remember the sadness and the disbelief on that day. I do not think this country has ever been the same since.

... but remember being annoyed that for days on end cartoons were pre-empted by funeral processions and the like.

and remember the same annoyance.

burned into my heart AND mind Even if I wanted it begone, the ashes would remain as a reminder. Yep, our country has never been the same since November 22, 1963.

It's burned in my memory, I was in the third grade and that was the first day that we began to practice our multiplication tables. The second grade teacher ran into the room crying at 1:45 PM telling us President Kennedy had been shot. an hour later the principal called all the classes together and she was in tears, Kennedy was dead and we were instructed to go home. Everything shut down, even the steel mills let the workers go home. People were crying everywhere I saw them on the way home. My parents were just totally numb.

My mom was ironing clothes and she was on the phone with a friend when we saw Oswald coming out of the Dallas jail. I remember saying "I hate him and I hope he dies" to Mom right before he was shot. Mom just froze the second he was shot, and I remember cheering. That thanksgiving, we just didn't want to do anything. Folks were just so numb...

...and remember the same thing. I was mesmerized by John and Caroline and tried to imagine how I would feel if my Daddy had been shot and killed. I also remember my kindergarten teacher asking us to lay down on our mats for a nap after she told us what happened and asked us to say a prayer for the President. She was obviously shaken.

And was swept up in the coverage for hours on end ....

My Catholic Democrat-Mother was heartbroken, and the Catholic School I attended canceled classes, so I watched the news endlessly .....

I watched as Jack Ruby shot Oswald on live television .... A bit much for a 7 YO, but I will never forget the gravity of the moment ....

RIP JFK ....

So I guess technically, I was there, although I wouldn't be born for another 4 months.

Probably the saddest days of my life. The next few days were spent in a state of disbelief. I remember being glued to the television until the day of the funeral and all my family in tears. I was 12 and in Catholic school. We didn't go to school for a few days after that if I remember correctly.

I was injured during basic training and was in the ward, in a wheelchair when what was on the TV was interrupted by Walter Cronkite with a bulletin about the shooting. Everything stopped and we were riveted to the TV for days. We saw the entire drama unfold, the horrible news of Kennedy's death, the capture of Oswald, Ruby murdering Oswald (on the live broadcast) and then the funeral in Washington D.C. Every minute is burned into my memory, the pivotal event of our time. It changed the world forever.

occasionally broke into tears trying to report the news of that sad day and then during the funeral procession. I was 13 at the time and remember the funeral more than anything. That was a very dark time in the history of our country.

Or maybe my parents did. I was only 6 and I cried my eyes out.

we sat silently while parents were called to make sure students would arrive home safely and to a house where there would be someone there to console us, as if our parents were consoled or near stable at that time. I sat in that classroom awaiting dismissal, watching Cronkite take off his glasses and announce, in a somewhat broken voice, through tears welling up in his eyes...that the president had died.

I was 11 at the time, it was the first time, and the last, that NYC was absolutely silent, except for the bus we were riding on, it's engine breaking the awful dead air, but somehow the noise seemed muffled. No one spoke, people wept silently on that city bus, staring out of the windows, slowly passing houses that appeared empty, unlived in. There was no traffic that day and it is as if a cloud came over the country, that has yet to be dissipated.

All day and into the night, reports came in, usually of little to no importance. When Oswald was found in the theater, there was a collective sigh of relief, but many questions would soon follow. How could one lone man do this, change the world in an instant? We needed to know more.

I saw Ruby shoot Oswald in the Dallas PD basement. I had never thought much about death before this, I had seen far too many war movies and westerns where people were "killed" all of time...but this was different, it was a new form evil that permeated everything. We had a chance to get to the truth, a chance to find out why someone would do this...Ruby stole that chance and cast us further down as a nation.

I suppose the vast majority of Americans felt the same way when Lincoln was shot; shock, disbelief, a call for vengeance. That story was closed when the assassin was shot in a tobacco drying barn, another chance to find out why gone. But with Booth, it was different, everyone knew he shot Lincoln, everyone knew there was a conspiracy...and the South paid a very heavy price for the deed. With Kennedy, we still don't know it was a "lone gunman", we don't know if there was a conspiracy of small or vast proportions...all we know, that for those who lived in that time, is that we lost a dream, hope and and most likely, a better future...and the nation has paid a very heavy price for that deed.

Someday, after all of this is over, our secret archives are going to get opened up and examined.

I think I was worried about other things, but even though I wasn't aware at the time, it is still a very shocking and real thing that I feel like I experienced. I am sure I picked up those feelings from my parents or other people who have talked about it.

it was such a huge and stunning and saddening event that even at 5, I still remember those days.
And it was something that hit everyone of us very hard.

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"Some of the biggest men in the United States, in the field of commerce and manufacture, are afraid of somebody, are afraid of something. They know that there is a power somewhere so organized, so subtle, so watchful, so interlocked, so complete, so pervasive, that they had better not speak above their breath when they speak in condemnation of it."

President Woodrow Wilson: "The New Freedom," 1913

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"Permit me to issue and control the money of a nation, and I care not who makes it's laws."

Mayer Anselm Rothschild - Banker

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Achieve a high profile position of significant power and influence in this country, and then make the wrong people (the ruling class) feel threatened, and they WILL come a callin' -- and they kinda like to have the last word...

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k and r

I'll never forget that day as long as I live.

I know exactly where I was when I first heard the news.

There was a foreboding in the air, much like the smell of Orcs in the Shire.

Everything in this country has changed for the worse since then. Everything. It's as if Sauron were reborn that day and has been blackening our land ever since.

I was 15. I had volunteered my butt off as a 12 year old during the 1960 campaign. I can tell you it was the death of MY innocence. I never believed the reports. I've never stopped searching for the truth. My current hunch is that the field director of the operation, on site that day was George Herbert Walker Bush (and E. Howard Hunt, with his fellow tramps as wingmen, made the kill shot). I also have a hunch that there's been a Bush in the control room of each Kennedy hit (Joe, Jack, Bobby, John-John) or attempt (think here, Teddy and the bridge). In their WorldGame world, it's like earning your wings. • In 44 years, we don't have 10% of the truth. Rest in Peace, Mr. President.

100%, regarding all of it...wb

I grew up hearing about how magic it was to have a president who really sought to inspire the best in us.

Was attending Catholic school & remember it was a REAL tragedy for Catholics. See my other post on another thread on this:
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_mesg&forum=132&topic_id=3748877&mesg_id=3748946

see another president standing for the people, the elite's plan is starting to come together and allot faster than I expected. We are in for a rude awakening and a rough historical ride.

A evil cabal continues it's never ending conspiracy to rule the world!
They still assassinate but it is the character of the person, rather than cause death...do not want martyrs!
Rest in Peace JFK..MLK..RFK (Had they lived...what a different world it would be.)
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I agree, we've never been the same. Especially given JKK was followed by RFK, and MLK.

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imo...the beginning of the end..what would Kennedy think of his country today?...I wonder....wb

and I can still hear the voice of my elementary school principal when she made the announcement over the PA system.
I put on my first tinfoil hat when Oswald was shot and I heard my dad say to my mother, "Someone doesn't want him talking."

November 22 is always a sad day and I hate it when Thanksgiving falls on it.

and learned of it the same way. The principal said over the intercom, "The news has been confirmed." That was to signal to the teacher that she could tell us what had happened. It was just before lunch time on the West Coast. I walked home for lunch and watched the coverage. I was stunned. I walked back to school and seeing all the kids playing during recess, I thought to myself "how can they play like that when the President's been assassinated." I watched the whole TV coverage with my family. I was reading the Sunday comics in front of the TV when Lee Harvey Oswald was being escorted by cops and I broke away from my comics and looked up again at the TV when I heard the emotional voice of the reporter saying Jack Ruby had just shot Oswald.

I was in 1st grade at the time, but all I remember is the funeral.

I often wonder how different things would have been if JFK had lived and if he didn't make Johnson's mistake of getting us mired in Vietnam.

It was last period of the day......utter shock.....the 4 days were horrendous.... Up in a box in the attack, I have a book put out by Time-Life..."Four Days" which recounts it all...

Just as shocking....John, Jr. I remember standing outside the back of the house, looking up at the sky just after the first news reports. I just couldn't believe it...again.

Nothing stops football in East Texas.

At least that was the case where a friend of mine who was living in New Jersey said about her school.

The awakening of my political consciousness at the age of 17.

sorry, but its true.

While having the VN albatross around his neck, (and that seems to be all Johnson is remebered for), it should be recalled that Civil Rights made leaps under hins tuteledge, the infrastrucure was taken care of and expanded, jobs and better working conditions came out of LBJ's administration, Medicaid and children's services came out of that era, and many other things, seemingly simple now, like updated schoolbooks, repair of schools, seriously funding NASA and other items.

Johnson had his faults, but he had made damn good things happen as well, most of which are rarely brought into the light of day.

and dragging Vietnam on for ages....

But other than that, he was a great guy.

Nam was his fault because of the escalation, but Eisenhower put the first Advisors in country in 1959. JFK was seriously thinking of getting out, and after the assassination, Johnson made some very poor decisions as far as SE Asia.

he knew what was up that day, have you ever seen the "wink" picture?

correct one in my mind...;)

Johnson was certainly a force to be reckoned with, but I can't put Johnson as a purveyor of murder. I won't rule it out, nor can I rule out a coverup of some things that happened in the investigation/Warren Report.

never heard it called that before.

Anyway...it is odd, but for all I know the guy hd something in his eye. I have no idea what is being said on AF! at that time, I could look at ladybird and see "joy" if I want to, to me it's an odd expression for someone at that time, but I don't think she was involved either. Even Jackie looks pretty composed and has a bit od a "smile"...??????

What is the specualtion here, or rather what has been said about his over the years?

I guess I am just too much of a skeptic to figure that is more than something innocuous...:shrug:

....Texas boys over the body of the president.

but TX seems to be overstocked with them.

When I was stationed at Ft Sam Houston, I found it somewhat intersting when som of the Texans would talk as if the other 49 states didn't even exist...whole 'nother culture down there...:eyes:

I have no idea what they were winking at, but it culd have been about almost anything, from a conspiracy deal to a drink of the tarmac and watching for UFO's...:)

One of those "things" we can specualte over for eternity...I wish it was from something other than a still...:(

That has gotta be one of the lamest cover ups in history.

what I was doing when I first heard about them . . .

- the assassination of JFK
- the assassination of MLK Jr.
- the assassination of RFK
- the assassination of John Lennon
- the attacks of 9/11/01

pretty tragic collection of memorable events, no? . . .

I remember every detail as if it happened yesterday...that is when when actually HAD media coverage.

we had the day off. I was on a girl scout camping trip. When the bus pulled into the campground parking lot, a ranger came out to greet us. One of the girls noticed that the flag out front was at half mast and asked the ranger about it. He told us the President had been killed. The strange part about this was the reaction - there wasn't much. We proceded with the trip. The adult chapersones said basically nothing about it. It wasn't until I returned home on Sunday and began watching tv that the enormity of the events hit me.

in tears because I liked him very much, my happy bubble of the world had popped.

It was a Friday. We heard the radio reports over the PA system, with the principal throwing in a word or two.

The fifth grade girls, some were in the hall crying.

We went to see my grandparents for the weekend that night. My grandmother, who had voted for FDR, and always been a Democrat, originally from Mississippi, had been out in the pastures all day and heard about it on the evening news, started crying.

My dad saw Oswald killed on live TV on Sunday morning. I didn't.

I remember JFK's funeral cortege in Washington, and the shooting of Oswald by Ruby.

I was 10 months old when the American Nazis seized our country and began implementing their plans to hypnotize us by manipulating our instincts, killing our heroes, and preparing to dismantle our Constitution.