Just visited the 6th Floor Museum in Dallas this fall. So well done. I also highly recommend the book Mrs. Kennedy and Me written by her secret service agent, Clint Hill.
I have always been fascinated with this event in history. Party because I was six years old and living in Manila, Philippines where my parents were missionaries and came home from school with my siblings to our sweet mom standing on the driveway crying. She then told us that President Kennedy had been shot and killed.😢 One year later on November 25, 1964, my sweet Mama died of breast cancer..I was 7 and she was 37 …these two sorrows blend together for me every year. Will be 60 years on the 25 since Mom went to heaven.
I remember. I was in the 3rd grade. My dad, a lifelong Democrat, and who did not care for John F. Kennedy, had come back from his officer training camp for the Air Force in Wichita Falls, Texas, where he was listening to the parade on the radio while he was waiting for his dental appointment on the Air Force Base. He sat with us that night and cried. I had never seen my dad cry. He said John F. Kennedy had been his commander and chief, and he was very ashamed that he had been killed in Texas.
Just visited the 6th Floor Museum in Dallas this fall. So well done. I also highly recommend the book Mrs. Kennedy and Me written by her secret service agent, Clint Hill.
I have always been fascinated with this event in history. Party because I was six years old and living in Manila, Philippines where my parents were missionaries and came home from school with my siblings to our sweet mom standing on the driveway crying. She then told us that President Kennedy had been shot and killed.😢 One year later on November 25, 1964, my sweet Mama died of breast cancer..I was 7 and she was 37 …these two sorrows blend together for me every year. Will be 60 years on the 25 since Mom went to heaven.
This day always stands out for me. It’s a sad day in our history. Jackie handled it all with grace.
I remember. I was in the 3rd grade. My dad, a lifelong Democrat, and who did not care for John F. Kennedy, had come back from his officer training camp for the Air Force in Wichita Falls, Texas, where he was listening to the parade on the radio while he was waiting for his dental appointment on the Air Force Base. He sat with us that night and cried. I had never seen my dad cry. He said John F. Kennedy had been his commander and chief, and he was very ashamed that he had been killed in Texas.
I have also been fascinated by JFK’s presidency and assassination. Thank you for this article Rachel!
Thank you for this remembrance.