It took I Eat Gravel’s post to remind me about today’s sad anniversary, the 45th remembrance of Kennedy’s assassination. Though I was born during President Kennedy’s administration, I have no memories of him. What I remember are the childhood stories of PT-109, his assassination, the Cuban Missile Crisis, Bay of Pigs, Viet Nam and the Race to the Moon.
A few years after 1963, I distinctly remember helping my father pack in one of our family’s moves and finding his press clippings of the assassination. Along with JFK articles were newspapers from the assassinations of Martin Luther King, Jr. and Robert F. Kennedy. I was too young to ask him about what thsse men meant to him, but as I have grow older with a son of my own, I’m beginning to have an idea.