A Peace Corps Volunteer Remembers

by Tom Stachelek I was a 19-year-old Peace Corps Volunteer working in the village of  Tarata, Cochabamba, Bolivia the day of the president’s death. I was listening to Voice of America news on short wave radio after eating lunch. I heard the broadcaster refer to President Johnson and I thought that it was a strange mistake . When he said President Johnson for the second time I couldn’t believe it! >>Add your own thoughts and remembrances on our blog “JFK Memories.” …

I Lost My Commander-in-Chief

by Dennis Stiffler, 69, Port Orchard, Wash. I was 17 and a senior at Lincoln High School in Tacoma, Washington when Senator Kennedy was inaugurated as President.  In our history class we held a mock election to see how many votes Kennedy would receive and he won 98 percent of the votes in our class. When I was 18, I was on active duty on the world’s first Polaris submarine, the USS George Washington (SSBN598)(Blue) off the coast of Russia …

My Essay: A Coincidence I Will Never Forget

Timothy Kelley, Age 64 Every American over 60 has his or her story of November 22, 1963. Mine includes a coincidence. I was a freshman at Evanston High School in Evanston, Illinois, still getting used to going to school in a building that felt like a medium-sized city. But it was Friday, and next week would bring Thanksgiving. In French class that morning, Miss Vettes had played a record of the popular French song “Dominique” by the Singing Nun, and …

The Day Men Cried

by Jeff Golomb I was in sixth grade on that beautiful Friday afternoon. It was unseasonably warm for November on Long Island, New York. We had our Spanish lesson every Friday after lunch, and I was captivated, as usual, by our exotically beautiful Spanish teacher. Our regular teacher, Mr. Anderson, always stepped out of the classroom during our forty-minute Spanish lesson. >> Share your memories of November 22, 1963 at our JFKMemories blog. Mr. Anderson was a kind, friendly teacher, …

Lost Innocence on 11-22-63

by Donna Wilson, Ed. D., Durham, N.C. The crisp and colorful days preceding November 22 were typical for any Midwest autumn. Everyone was looking forward to Thanksgiving and, of course, school holidays! >> Share your memories of Nov. 22, 1963, on AARP’s Tumblr I was a junior at North High School, Columbus, Ohio. Returning from lunch break that day, my classmates and I were waiting for the instructor to unlock the chemistry laboratory for our next class. It was just …

JFK in Dallas on November 22, 1963 – Two Eyewitnesses

Ben Jones, Dallas, Texas I was there. I was a senior in high school in Dallas.  We were allowed to leave school (with parental permission) to go see the Motorcade downtown.  A group of us drove downtown and got a spot on Main just a bit back from Dealey Plaza.  We watched and cheered as the Presidential car and all the other vehicles passed and turned out of our view as they made the jog across Houston and down Elm …