Wednesday, November 22, 2006

November 22, 1963. This Day in History


After so many years, you'd think that this date was like any other date, but not to me. November 22nd is still the day John F Kennedy was shot. At a party once, everyone asked each other, "where were you when Kennedy was killed?"
I remember as if it were yesterday. I was in 7th grade at my horrible Jr. High School, sitting in my music class at the piano. The intercom jingle came on and the principal at the school asked for a minute of silence and prayer because the president had been shot. We were all in a state of shock. An hour later we were told he had died.
Many people have different ways of dealing with shock and sorrow, but my mom had a way all her own. When I got home from school that day, I walked into the kitchen, and there was my mom on her knees scrubbing the oven broiler. She was covered in grease and she was crying. I asked her why she was cleaning at a time like this, and she answered that it was her way of dealing with grief. Like mother, like daughter because I too clean now when I'm upset about something, and believe it or not, it helps.
What bothers me the most, is that we will probably never know who really was behind Kennedy's murder and it bothers me that someone out there threw the whole world in a state of grief and sorrow and has probably never paid the price.
I believe we all have the right, to know who robbed the world of this great man, even though it happened 43 years ago.
That's my thought for the day. I'll just let it blow in the wind.

4 comments:

Melli said...

I wish I could say I do have the memories of the man that others have... I know he was a special one! But I was only a wee little thing, and never REALLY knew him. MY memories are more of Jackie and Caroline and John-John! I DO remember John-John - cuz I thought he was SO cute and how neat that he and Caroline got to live at the White House - and HAVE A PONY! But all of my memories of the man, himself, come from what I've read over the years. And he really WAS a good one... though, he too, had his indiscretions! But the difference back then was that the media had enough sense to KEEP his indiscretions DISCRETE! True? This is a lovely post LB! I LIKE it!

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! You are celebrating, aren't you?

Gattina said...

My God, already 43 years ! I didn't realize that ! I were in Brussels in a Supermarket when suddenly a woman announced his dead through the speakers. Even though it was not our president, people just stand still in shock because everybody had admired him. And yes, we will never learn the truth !

The Old Fart said...

I was three when President Kennedy was assassinated. I don't remember where I was, but was told later on by Mum, my Mum, Gram and I were at the neighbors visiting when the news about Kennedy's death was announced.

I can remember watching the funeral on television. The thing I remember seeing was the horse drawn wagon with Kennedy's casket draped in the flag and the soldiers standing at guard.

43 years already, I can only imagine what our world would be like if Kennedy wasn't shot.

You say the ones who were behind the assassination never paid for the deed. Maybe not on Earth, but the ones behind the assassination would have to answer to God.

Thanks for sharing the post.

elementaryhistoryteacher said...

I recently wrote about the assassination over at my place. I enjoyed reading your take on it.

I love the flag background. I stopped by via the WW blogroll.

Come visit anytime.