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Offline TheMom

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Re: Where Exactly Were YOU On That Fateful Day?
« Reply #25 on: November 23, 2013, 04:01:40 am »
I was 3 - chances are I was outside climbing a tree.
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Re: Where Exactly Were YOU On That Fateful Day?
« Reply #26 on: November 23, 2013, 04:34:13 am »
Putting aside the fact that I have no idea what the f*** you just said, I'll just relate that I was in 4th grade, in art class.   My father LOATHED the Kennedys, so needless to say, I heard a lot of that growing up.  He loved the schadenfreude of Chappaquiddick, I must say.

But I DO remember sitting in our den, watching the funeral on TV, and noticing tears streaming down his face.   I'll never forget that.

Yeah... what the hell was that??
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Offline Lando Lincoln

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Re: Where Exactly Were YOU On That Fateful Day?
« Reply #27 on: November 23, 2013, 04:39:40 am »
I was in 4th grade.  I had bad asthma as a boy and I needed shots twice a week which required my mother and me to take a rural bus into Milwaukee.  It made for a long journey but I got out of school for the morning.  Anyway, my mom promised we would stop at Woolworth's and look at their pet turtles.  We were looking at turtles when a sales lady told us the President had been shot.  I'll never forget it.
There are some among us who live in rooms of experience we can never enter.
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