I was not quite 4 years old when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated on Nov. 22, 1963, in Dallas.
I don’t remember the assassination, per se, but I vividly remember the funeral procession that followed and his son standing and saluting his father as the horse made its way down Pennsylvania Avenue.
I remember how disturbing it all was because every adult in my extended family was gathered around the black and white console television, crying, at my grandparents’ house in Wausau.
It’s the earliest memory I can put a time stamp on. It was one of the few times in which I saw my father, a former Marine and a self-avowed Kennedy Democrat, cry. On this, the 50th anniversary of the assassination, what’s your story? What do you recall?
BizTimes reached out to readers old enough to remember. It was one of those rare communal historical moments. The only thing that I think is comparable in our lifetime was the 9-11 attacks, in terms of, "I remember where I was when…."
Here are some of our readers’ responses. Readers are invited to share their own memories in the comments section at the end of this Milwaukee Biz Blog.
"I was 9. In grade school. I had to go to my cubbie outside the classroom to get something for class. I saw a teacher weeping in the hallway. I asked what was wrong. She said, ‘The president has been shot.’ I started shaking. I can’t remember what was going through my mind. I entered my classroom. My teacher asked me what was wrong. I blurted out what the other teacher had just told me. The room went silent. We turned on the industrial television that had just been put in classrooms. It was riveting. And it is to this day."
– Kathy Mykleby, WISN-Channel 12
"I first heard this news at the age of 8 – and a third grader at Holy Name of Jesus Catholic Elementary School in Kimberly, Wis. There was a lot of pride in the Catholic community that President Kennedy was a Catholic. When he died - these were the days before cable. In fact, mos…Read more...