...I'll bet you remember where you were on this day 47 years ago.
...I'll bet you remember where you were on this day 47 years ago.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
Of course we do.
Interestingly, it's been reported and, I think, verified, that when George H.W. Bush was asked where he was on this day, his response was, "I don't remember."
If it's a war on drugs, then free the POW's.
He was probably drunk. Yeah, I know, he was only 17 at the time, but he started in early.Originally Posted by W1GUH
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
Not that Bush, his father.
If it's a war on drugs, then free the POW's.
H.W. Bush, duh.
He remembers, he's just using his 5th Amendment right not to incriminate himself.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
I'll document this when I get home...but, yeah, it would almost appear to be that way.
If it's a war on drugs, then free the POW's.
I was in school, like many, I cried... and in many ways it upsets me more, because of what's happening now.
My awareness of things as a child... I heard adults saying bad things about Kennedy. And then he was killed.
"Where would we be without the agitators of the world to attach the electrodes
of knowledge to the nipples of ignorance?" ~ Professor "Dick" Soloman
Was a covert op with the CIA. He built up his career and eventually became the largest importer of heroin for weapons the US had seen to date.
Incidentally, when Kennedy was running against Nixon for the presideency my dad asked me who I amk going to vote for, Kennedy or Nixon. Without hesitation I said...Nixon. I was 5 or 6 then but even back then I was a republican.
Okay the day of the incident I was sitting in my 1st grade classroom. We were doing our word charts. For some strange reasons I happened to think of Kennedy and the presidency, a thought that would rarely cross my mind at that age. My Mom happened to be helping out at the school that day and they called me into the principals office because my Mom had brought something that I needed for school that day that I forgot at home. When i went into the principals office they had a TV set on and the news was coming over that the president was just shot. It was quite chilling. A few moments later they announced the news to the class and, since it was a Catholic school, we had to say a prayer.
I was at school, Mrs. Kellogg's 4th grade class. We'd just come in from recess when we got the news. Of course, the lesson plan went out the window and the rest of the day was devoted to following the news on the TV. I remember going home for lunch (I lived only couple of blocks from the school) and seeing my mother in tears, saying "he was so young..." Being only ten years old, that didn't make much sense to me. He was older than my dad and Dad was, as far as I was concerned, older than dirt. My father was 37 at the time.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
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