I was just coming home from school. It was my duty to babysit my two younger brothers while mom went to work. She worked the 3 to 11 shift at the old Doctor's Hospital in St Petersburg. School let out at 2:30 and she left at 2:45 to got to work. It took me about 10 to 15 minutes to walk home. Mom was backing out of the driveway, leaving for work. Instead of the usual chat as we passed about the boys were taking a nap or one of them was sick or anything like that, all she could muster between sobs was that the president has been shot in Dallas, she would call us later from work. Dad got home about 5:30 and we stayed glued to the TV for the rest of the evening.