Today is the day in 1963 that President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas, Texas.
I was in my first year at St. Johns College, Annapolis, Maryland. I was about to go for a run before my Dad picked me up to drive home for Thanksgiving. As I was leaving the dorm someone yelled out that the President had been shot, and we spent some time listening to a radio. The run was scuttled.
On the drive home Dad and I listened to the radio in the car. As I recall (it's been a while) he didn't say anything. He had always been a Republican, and later became a fan of Rush Limbaugh etc. I am not sure how he felt about what happened to Kennedy.
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