Reply #8: I was in 9th grade [View All]

[SharonRB]

First heard rumblings in the hall between classes, then a teacher came into my social studies class to tell us before the announcement came over the loudspeaker. We were all asking him what happened and our teacher (who was a bit of a loon) made us all write 100 times "I will not ask Mr. Baskin what happened to President Kennedy," or some such thing.

We were dismissed early, went home and saw my mother (who just passed away this past April) sitting on a chair in the corner of her bedroom crying and watching the TV.

We had recently moved into a new house and didn't yet have furniture in the living room. I grew up in an Orthodox Jewish home and wasn't allowed to go out on Friday nights. A bunch of my friends came over and we all sat around on the floor in the dark in the empty living room talking about what happened. I can remember it all as if it were yesterday.

Two days later, on Sunday, I was in Sunday school and Jack Ruby's niece and nephew who were in my Sunday school class were absent. That, of course, was the day their uncle shot and killed Lee Harvey Oswald. It was all over the TV when I got home.