Where Were You?

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I was playing cribbage with a resident at the nursing home today, during which, as usual, we chatted about anything and everything.  During the conversation, he mentioned that years ago he worked as a short order cook in a bowling alley and then added “that’s what I was doing when I heard President Kennedy was shot.  I replied that I had been working for the Maine Air National Guard and heard it on the radio while waiting for my flight to return.  When they did, I stood on the wing of my aircraft and, when the canopy was opened, advised the flight crew.  I can see it like it was yesterday.

It’s funny, or perhaps more correctly odd,  how that moment in time seems to stick with anyone that lived it.  The Recreation Director at the home heard us talking and related how she had been in the second grade when a teacher entered her room and whispered to her teacher.  She remembered her teacher crying.  We then asked one of the residents if he remembered where he was or what he was doing when he heard the news, and he did, relating that he was in New York that day and went on to tell us what he was doing.  

I have to say that in my many years, other then my wedding and perhaps the loss of a loved one, I cannot remember any event that was so graphically etched on my memory.  And apparently, it is not just me.  I would guess that most people that are old enough to remember the occasion would also remember what they were doing that day.  How about you?  Do you remember?

 

 

 

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I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs of questionable origin. I created this blog as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations since my wife is tired of hearing them and, after 50 some odd years, probably with good reason. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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12 Responses to Where Were You?

  1. Archon's Den says:

    I was writing a first-term Grade 11 History test in Canada. I’d remember it for the fall of Camelot itself, but what really makes it stick in my Grammar-Nazi head, is that the English Teacher came into the room, and said, “While you’re writing a test about history, History is being made. President Kennedy has been shot. 30 students waited in anticipation, until he finally demanded, “What?”
    Is he dead?
    Sure he’s dead. I told you that.
    No! You said ‘he’d been shot.’ 😯

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  2. I was under a year old. My mom was home with me and my brother, and she said that she had been watching her soap opera. I think it was Days of Our Lives, and she was pissed that they broke in for a news bulletin. Then she heard the news and fell to pieces.

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  3. Edwin Best says:

    I was a schoolboy in London watching the TV, probably instead of doing my homework. I can well remember my sense of shock at the initial announcement and then the terrible confirmation that followed it. I recall the BBC cancelled the programme I was waiting for and the screen went black.

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  4. Also remember when MLK was shot.

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