For anyone here that is old enough to remember, where were y ou when President Kennedy got killed.?

Answer 1

I was in an 8th grade math class when the word of JFK's assassination came over the school's PA system.

Answer 2

I was in Germany. My Dad was an Army Officer and we got a phone call. Everyone was calling each other and we tuned into the Armed Forces Radio and sat up together late into the night listening and making and getting phone calls. I was 14 and really had a hard time grasping why anyone would do such a thing. The very wierdest part about it for me personally was that Lyndon Johnson had been on a tour of Europe and my Army Junior High School had made a field trip, bussing us to Luxemburg to be at the airport to see LBJ arrive. He got off the plane and walk along a line of all the people who were there to welcome him. Several of my classmates actually got to shake his hand. I was blown away by the thought that I had been that close to LBJ just 3 weeks before and now he was the PRESIDENT!

Answer 3

I was 10, and had been talking to the workmen renovating my grandmother's barn. I wandered over to a transistor radio set on a stump, and they announced it over the air. I looked around, and all the men were working again as if nothing had happened, and I just wandered home next door. My mom and a man who was an old family friend were sitting in the kitchen drinking tea. The time and the memories have a very dreamlike, unreal quality. I waited for a break in the conversation and said: 'Mommy, they killed the President, it was on the radio." She looked at me, startled, and said: "Oh no, honey, you must be mistaken." I insisted that I had heard it, and she turned on the kitchen radio. She and her friend listened very seriously, and kept looking at each other with expressions of growing horror. It was the first time that I had ever seen grownups scared, and it was terrifying.

The 2 things that I remember most clearly were his riderless horse being led along at the funeral, prancing black and fiery, and watching Jack Ruby shoot Lee Harvey Oswald on live TV.

There was no innocence after that, the world had changed.

Answer 4

I was in my third grade class. The teacher began weeping, so all we students did, too, though I can't really remember if we knew quite why we were doing so. School was dismissed almost immediately and we were free to go home. I walked home and found my mother crying, which was a rare and very upsetting scenario -- of course, making me cry again, too. Finally, she turned on the television and showed me the news footage of the president being assasinated, and I will never, ever forget it. Not the footage, not the response of all the adults at school, nor the response of my mother. In terms of the level of emotional shock, at that time, it ranked about as high as 9/11 did for this nation.

Answer 5

In a sixth-grade classroom, wishing 3 o'clock would hurry up and get here.

Our principal came in and told us the news--I think anyone can remember where they were and what they were doing when they heard, just the way we can recall when and how we got the news of 9/11.

Answer 6

In school during Music Class.

Answer 7

At a bus stop in Kingston-upon-Thames, Surrey, England, waiting for a bus to take me to a weekend for young people that our local Methodist circuit arranged annually. I had a tiny transistor radio (as they were then called) which was very difficult to tune and keep on station. I remember that I couldn't be sure, due to this radio's deficiences, whether what I was hearing was correct.

Answer 8

Parked on South Main Street in Pocatello, Idaho.

Answer 9

Driving in the fast lane on the Harbor Freeway in Los Angeles. I suddenly found myself in the slow lane, clear across the freeway and I had no idea how I got there.

Answer 10

I was in school. The news was broadcast over the school's P.A. system and almost everybody thought it was a practical joke pulled by the band director, who was well-known for pulling that sort of stunt.