I was a freshman at Beaumont High School in St. Louis and was walking into a classroom just after lunch on that Friday afternoon. A classmate walked in right behind me and he was talking to a girl. He said to me, “Jon, didn’t Kennedy just get shot?” I thought he was just trying to BS this girl and I said that I had heard that. Well, I hadn’t. As soon as the class settled an announcement came over the speaker in the classroom confirming that the president had indeed been shot. We finished the next two classes and I hopped on the bus to head home.
Thus began one of the most memorable weekends sitting in front of the television I’ve ever experienced. From watching the casket carrying the body of the President of the United States being brought back to Washington D.C. to the murder of Lee Harvey Oswald in the basement of the Dallas Police Station on Sunday and then the funeral of John F Kennedy on Monday. It was a very sad time for America.