Archive - Nov 22, 2003


Forty years ago today...

Forgot to mention that my parents lived in Dallas at the time of the Kennedy assassination. Dad was attending seminary there. Mom worked downtown. Dad came down at lunch-time for the motorcade. Mom sat on his shoulders facing away from the procession and held up a mirror from her purse to get a better view of Kennedy. Five minutes after the motorcade passed by them, they heard the sirens.

I arrived on the scene the next August 15th. I was a week early.



The 40th anniversary of the Kennedy assassination has brought about an inevitable burst of interest in the man and the shooting which ended his presidency. The Kennedys are the American royalty, it seems. Our proclivity for annointing presidents who are the child of privilege and who seem to view their ascension to the presidency as their natural right always puzzles me.