After 47 years, the Kennedy legacy of secrecy -- familial and political -- remains unimpeachable. We still do not know what we have never known about what occurred that day in Dallas. Obfuscation has prevailed.

I am not sure in this hyper partisan time we could ever feel the way we did then. I was in school in Coos Bay when we were asked to go outside and watch the flag go to half staff while our teacher explained to a group of first and second graders that our president was assassinated. Still remember it as if were yesterday.

Oh man do I remember that week all too vividly

I was in a small town in Wisconsin, at a private 2 room cinder block church school built by my father. At that age, what impressed me most, was how scarred and sad the adults acted. We all filed into one room where the announcement was given. Not knowing what to think, or how to act, we watched, wide eyed, the faces of the older students and the drawn pale faces of our teachers. That was our 9/11.

Yes I can still remember, Miss Browns freshman English class at John Marshall High School was where I first heard the news.
I sold the Oregon Journal's special edition on a street corner in Lent's that evening.

Having been able to watch much of the coverage of that day (CBS and NBC), one can see the look of the faces of how much this affected them. Cronkite seems to strain that maybe this isn't happening. Still has an impact watching all these years later.

Like others here, I remember it vividly. I was a 6th grader here in Portland. It was whispered news at first. We were dismissed early after an assembly during which we sang, "My Country 'Tis of Thee." My family closed the living room drapes and was glued to the tv for the next four days. Truly in mourning. I still tear up . . .

Beautifully written. When will you be publishing your memoir?