Personal Reflection: John F. Kennedy's Assassination
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The 13-year-old little girl sat by the old washing machine in her parents’ dark basement. She was hard at work globing red polish onto some worn-out black shoes that she wanted to wear with a special outfit. She heard her name being called by her Dad “Billie, Billie, come here…. something ....
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.... made her go do the chores. After the Holstein cows were milked, she once again fixed herself in front of the noise box.
My mother was mesmerized by the disturbing set of events. In all her years, she had never experienced anything this horrible. She sat, glued to her spot in front of the television, and cried. Over and over again, she watched the replay of the shooting and would cry some more. Walter Cronkite’s voice echoed throughout her modest home, repeatedly recounting the tragedy ....
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