Assassination of John F. Kennedy
Kennedy Assassination

I was driving my very cool red convertible Corvair , famously deemed "unsafe at any speed " by Ralph Nader. I remember that it was a mild day for a Pennsylvania November. As I tooled down the Route 309 expressway listening to music on the car radio, the program was interrupted by an announcement that "something" had happened to Kennedy's Dallas motorcade, quickly followed by "shots had been fired". I was about ten minutes away from my home. By the time I pulled into the driveway I heard that he was seriously wounded— or dead. I sat in the car for a long time, unable to move.rnrnNow I realize for the first time why—beyond obvious reasons— I was so devastated. Franklin Roosevelt, our national father, died suddenly when I was 19, my father died suddenly when I was 23, and now Kennedy, just a few years older than my 37 was still another father figure.

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