I was in a deer hunting camp in the western Catskills. I did not get the news until the next day. I would not have gotten the news for another 4 days but our jeep battery went dead so we pushed it to start and went into Callicoon, New York to have the charging system tested. A man in the local gas station told us about the assasination. Shocking. Dominick
Quote from: Dominick on November 23, 2017, 03:42:45 AM
I was in a deer hunting camp in the western Catskills. I did not get the news until the next day. I would not have gotten the news for another 4 days but our jeep battery went dead so we pushed it to start and went into Callicoon, New York to have the charging system tested. A man in the local gas station told us about the assasination. Shocking. Dominick
I was 7 and at home in St Louis when it came on the TV.
I was at my parents today for Thanksgiving. My mom doesn't remember why I was at home that day either. I must've been home sick from school.
Grade school--in class--class was let out for a few days afterwards. Phoenix.
Frank
PS On a less somber note, I went thru Callicoon NY as a kid back in the late '50s & I still remember the beauty of the area & Delaware River.
6th grade -- Principal, Mr. Buckalew came across on the room loudspeaker system.
54 years ago.
Best,
Fred
deer hunting in austin gas field, big rapids, michigan and got 8 pointer
3rd grade, Mrs Bernstiens class. She was crying when she told us
Three days from coming into this world...
I was an Apprentice Plumber working with my Dad at the time we were told by another Tradesmen.
Mike
6 yrs. old, first grade, Fremont, Ca. Still not used to being a "grade" schooler with more classroom responsibilities than those of kindergarden. When the news broke I probably still had some kinda hangover from the Cuban missile crisis as kindergartener (The adults had that "don't wanna scare them too much" way of explaining things, such as "Duck and Dive", but you could read the fear on their faces as only a child can). Must have heard about it at school, but only remember when my older bro. brought home the "reality" of it to me. So I's probably in some denial mode after the assasination and I remember being frustrated that I couldn't watch cartoons the weekend of the funeral. Still heartbreaking to see the old footage of his kids at the funeral procession.
Gfish
3rd grade, mrs. westinghouse's class, alot of the girls were crying.
Fifth grade, Mrs. Lauderdale's class. Principal came over the intercom, told all teachers to report to his office. Five minutes later she came back crying and broke us the news.
Festus Smith's 7th grade shop class at Hamlin Junior High, TX
-steve
2 years from being born yet.
I celebrated my 27th anniversary Nov. 22, 2017. ;)
Congrats to you & your wife. Rudy
Sitting in my dormitory in boarding school - heard it on the radio :o
Congrats to you both Daron :)
I was -13 years old ;D
12 years old, in final year primary school in Cape Town.
We just got home with our parents when the neighbour in our apartment came up and told us the news, so even those days news sometimes spread very quickly. My memory is that it was around 19h00 South African time.
The Principal rolled a small tv into our high school study hall....
Ninth grade, Miami Beach... for some reason I was in the school office and heard the first reports over a radio. Just a day or so earlier we had seen Air Force One fly right over the school. After a brief stunned assembly we were all sent home. :-\
~A~
11 years old in 5th grade watching a Spanish lesson on TV Orlando, Fl. Lots of tears from everyone.
11 years old (6th grade) at home with the mumps watching it on TV.
6th grade class in Hollywood, CA.
Mrs Barber the principal cried over the intercom asking the flag boys to come to the office.
a demarcation point in time for sure,
steve
Same as Shark Hunter ..................... two years from being born.......................... and just had our 25 anniversary.
9yrs Old I was at school in Salinas Ca.
A man with his flaws like us all. He had a way to move people that is very rare. What might have been we can only guess.
Another Fifth Grader, in my reading class with Miss Greble before noon. An intercom announcement came from the Principal, Mr. Elkus. Although I was considered a smart kid, I wasn't familiar with the term, "assassinated", but I put it all together real fast.
In the kitchen with my mom at 1853 Decatur st San Jose , Ca,
4 years old.
She cried for hours,,,,,,,,
Home on leave from the Marine Corps, the next day I reported for my deployment.
My Dad was 11. Amazes me how pivotal to the world that day was.
Ron
9 years from being born yet
I was only two years old. When I got a little bit older, I realized how close we were at that time to a possible war with the USSR. We lived in Key West and during the missile crisis my dad had built bunks in the abandoned cistern underneath our house. Not that it would have done any good in case of a nuclear attack, but it showed the mindset at that time. Thank God that calm heads and the right strategy prevailed.
The Cuban missile crisis was a year earlier in '62. I was still in a Catholic grade school then. During the missile crisis the nuns would have use kneeling on the stone floor by our desks and praying for hours at a time. It must have worked and the emotional scars are not that bad. Man, was I ever glad to get out of that place.
-steve
Quote from: oc1 on November 24, 2017, 05:42:29 AM
The Cuban missile crisis was a year earlier in '62. I was still in a Catholic grade school then. During the missile crisis the nuns would have use kneeling on the stone floor by our desks and praying for hours at a time. It must have worked and the emotional scars are not that bad. Man, was I ever glad to get out of that place.
-steve
Now now nun of that... :D ;D ;D ;D Dominick
7 years old in Mrs. Klein's second grade class. The principal, Mr. Jones, made the announcement on the school PA system (called a loudspeaker back then). We were sent home immediately. These events occupy an exclusive file in my brain - this, 9/11, John Lennon's death and a few other things are stored away there.
Sid
8th grade @ Geo W Norris Jr High in Omaha. Like a lot of others', the girls were crying up a storm. The guys didn't have much to say. I don't think we really comprehended that much about what had just happened. ??? I think it took a couple of days to sink in.
3 weeks from this world....mom and dad were living in Santa Monica, CA at the time....Bill
Ninth grade, Miami Beach. Air Force One had flown right over my school a few days before. We were sent home, too. :-[
~A~
it was dark, very dark. I wasn't even a sparkle in my momma's eyes yet. She was dealing with my brother and sister. ;D ;)
It's neat to see how old you geezers are. We're the same age Tommy.
-steve
I was 9 years old at Semmes Elementary school. I remember my grandfather crying.
I was in Fort Belvour Virginia on alert standby Army base 18years old.
Joe
In Amarillo TX, sitting in the local drive in, on lunch break from high school.
I was 5 years old in South Shores, CA. My mother came running across the street from the neighbor's house with tears streaming down her face. I'd never seen her like that before. I was scared to death.
Still in the womb for a few more months.
22 years old at MCAS El Toro, Santa Ana, Calif. was the most horrible news ever.
I was in Broadbrook, CT, working in the Hamilton-Standard Military Experimental Labs, building prototypes.
Someone called us into a room to listen to a radio report of JFK's assassination.
A few years later I attended a communications symposium in Dallas and we had to walk by the building that the shots came from on our way to a restaurant.
Was that near the 'grassy knoll' ?
No one pointed out the knoll but I do remember a big curve in the road.
At my hometown in Italy and only 4. I probably saw it on tv, we were one of the few families with TV at that time.
Sal
Hall guard in Abraham Lincoln HS in Philadelphia, 10th grade, outside auto shop with Mike Strumbicki who is now deceased.
I was in 9th grade, and in a school assembly. The Principal came in to tell us that JFK had been shot; I don't remember whether he was yet known to be dead. Almost worse was Jack Ruby shooting Oswald when he was being transported by the Dallas police. My family and some neighbors were in my family's kitchen watching TV and saw it live, as did much of the country and, I suppose, the industrialized world. I remember my mother and her friend crying and screaming, "What's happening, what's happening." It was chaos and disaster, and I will always think of those days as some kind of historic turning point, but maybe that's just an aging Boomer's self-indulgence.
Ruth was in Charm's Co. working when she heard about it. In Asbury Park NJ. She was 18years old
Joe
Quote from: mike1010 on August 25, 2018, 09:51:14 PM
I was in 9th grade, and in a school assembly. The Principal came in to tell us that JFK had been shot; I don't remember whether he was yet known to be dead. Almost worse was Jack Ruby shooting Oswald when he was being transported by the Dallas police. My family and some neighbors were in my family's kitchen watching TV and saw it live, as did much of the country and, I suppose, the industrialized world. I remember my mother and her friend crying and screaming, "What's happening, what's happening." It was chaos and disaster, and I will always think of those days as some kind of historic turning point, but maybe that's just an aging Boomer's self-indulgence.
Maybe the beginning of that whole sociological: "the 1960's, when America lost it's innocence", thing I keep hearing from historical documentaries, etc.
11th grade Biology, San Jaun Capistranio High.
I was a gleam in my father's eye ::)
But I remember that for many years afterward it was a solemn day in our house.
8th grade, outside at recess. The principle came out to the ball field to tell us that the President had been shot. Afterwards, while watching the news, I witnessed Lee Harvey Oswald shot and killed on live TV by Jack Ruby. Unbelievable!
Ed
Quote from: Gfish on September 25, 2018, 08:09:21 PM
Quote from: mike1010 on August 25, 2018, 09:51:14 PM
I was in 9th grade, and in a school assembly. The Principal came in to tell us that JFK had been shot; I don't remember whether he was yet known to be dead. Almost worse was Jack Ruby shooting Oswald when he was being transported by the Dallas police. My family and some neighbors were in my family's kitchen watching TV and saw it live, as did much of the country and, I suppose, the industrialized world. I remember my mother and her friend crying and screaming, "What's happening, what's happening." It was chaos and disaster, and I will always think of those days as some kind of historic turning point, but maybe that's just an aging Boomer's self-indulgence.
Maybe the beginning of that whole sociological: "the 1960's, when America lost it's innocence", thing I keep hearing from historical documentaries, etc.
It has always felt that way to me. The Beatles got U.S. visibility just a couple of months later, and then the culture was off to the races. Some folks point out that we boomers seem convinced that the world revolves around us, but these events were momentous, and it's not my fault that I was coming of age at the time.
I wuzz 9 months from existence... Jeff
I was duck hunting in Mendota Ca 11-22-1963 and walked into a restaurant for lunch and they had the assassination of President Kennedy on TV about 1 PM. Sad day for sure.
13 months before my time.