I was in Freshman Civics class oddly enough. The PA system came on and with no intro to what we were hearing, the radio broadcast was played. No one in the class cried at the time. We were suburban, lower middle class, 14 year olds who believed in Camelot and the American Dream and the whole thing was just a shock. How could this happen and why?

Like most others, I spent the next days glued to the TV watching the event unfold. Oswald shot, John-John, Black Jack (the riderless horse), the casket and caisson crossing the bridge.........I remember it very well.

A few years ago when we were visiting Arlington Cemetery, as the bus crossed to go through the gates I looked down at the bridge and the Lincoln Memorial and my mind immediately flashed onto that same scene filled with the funeral procession and the trail of leaders on the way to Arlington. Truthfully, it was a bit of a scary moment...very weird.

Spaw