I well remember that day as a student at West High School in Anchorage, Alaska. I was exiled for my behavior from Brooklyn by my mother to the home of my army sergeant father.
It seemed like the world had imploded, one hundred miles from Russia; we were sent home to a changed 49th State.
JFK was the hero of our youth, when heroes still emitted an aura of hope.
The Warren Commission and the rise of conspiracy, both real and imagined changed all that, setting the stage for the standing of truth in today’s world.
We, each of us who lived in those times, remembers exactly where we were when we learned of the assassination; we lived through the change in the perception of our government, we were the first to awaken from the American dream and into the American nightmare of today.
Exactly, brother. Thanks for taking a moment to share a memory and insight. "... we were the first to awaken from the American dream and into the American nightmare of today." One of those times when the truth is scant consolation.
I just read the latest Seymour Hersh drop. An interesting sidelight on Kennedy’s ‘courageous’ profile.
I’m forever changed in my Kennedy opinion by the knowledge of their betrayal of the hands-off deal they made with the Chicago outfit, and especially RFK’s justice department pursuit of The Boys and the attempted exile of Carlos Marcello. Products of their father’s blood, they sure knew how to make vengeful enemies. And now the clown RFK jr.
As always, thank you for commenting. My reply ended up lengthy enough that I decided to just enter it as a blog post. Like me, you use your name openly so I made no attempt to shield it. SO VERY MUCH appreciate your comments, brother. Stay well. There is much living yet to do.
I remember the day well. I was at recess and it was announced over the PA that he had been shot. We were back in class when the principal announced JFK had died. Half the class applauded...Southern CA.
Thanks for your comment, Chris, however horrific. I lived in what was then and still is a VERY conservative region, but applause would never have been countenanced. That's not conservative; it's just shabby.
I remember that day of horror and sorrow. And we'll never have the true facts.
The blowback will only increase, as does the irony that many of the refugees the US has helped to create continue struggling to get across the borders of the US and Its allies.
I well remember that day as a student at West High School in Anchorage, Alaska. I was exiled for my behavior from Brooklyn by my mother to the home of my army sergeant father.
It seemed like the world had imploded, one hundred miles from Russia; we were sent home to a changed 49th State.
JFK was the hero of our youth, when heroes still emitted an aura of hope.
The Warren Commission and the rise of conspiracy, both real and imagined changed all that, setting the stage for the standing of truth in today’s world.
We, each of us who lived in those times, remembers exactly where we were when we learned of the assassination; we lived through the change in the perception of our government, we were the first to awaken from the American dream and into the American nightmare of today.
Exactly, brother. Thanks for taking a moment to share a memory and insight. "... we were the first to awaken from the American dream and into the American nightmare of today." One of those times when the truth is scant consolation.
I just read the latest Seymour Hersh drop. An interesting sidelight on Kennedy’s ‘courageous’ profile.
I’m forever changed in my Kennedy opinion by the knowledge of their betrayal of the hands-off deal they made with the Chicago outfit, and especially RFK’s justice department pursuit of The Boys and the attempted exile of Carlos Marcello. Products of their father’s blood, they sure knew how to make vengeful enemies. And now the clown RFK jr.
As always, thank you for commenting. My reply ended up lengthy enough that I decided to just enter it as a blog post. Like me, you use your name openly so I made no attempt to shield it. SO VERY MUCH appreciate your comments, brother. Stay well. There is much living yet to do.
I remember the day well. I was at recess and it was announced over the PA that he had been shot. We were back in class when the principal announced JFK had died. Half the class applauded...Southern CA.
Thanks for your comment, Chris, however horrific. I lived in what was then and still is a VERY conservative region, but applause would never have been countenanced. That's not conservative; it's just shabby.
LA at the time was pretty conservative and also neighbor to Orange Country which was sending John Birchers to Congress...
I remember that day of horror and sorrow. And we'll never have the true facts.
The blowback will only increase, as does the irony that many of the refugees the US has helped to create continue struggling to get across the borders of the US and Its allies.
Thank you for your comment. Absolutely right, Constance.