Driving to work on the new Palmetto Expressway in Miami from a first-semester class. I wondered why cars were pulling off the highway and just stopping on the side of the road. Then it came on my radio.
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knothead wrote:Arguably one of the darkest days of my life. I was 18 years old and had recently been hired by the L&N Railroad as a clerk. On that fateful day I was training in Hopkinsville, Ky., a small but busy agency along the north/south corridor between Chicago and Nashville. Once the news broke over the radio all work ceased and everyone was locked in disbelief and horror listening to the updates as events unfolded in Dallas. When the voice came over the radio announcing emotionally that "the President is dead . . . . the President of the United States is dead". The finality of hearing that was devastating to me as a young naive kid but left me with a simple why? Later that day and after driving home I first stopped at my girlfriend's house. Her mother came in and said there was a phone call for me and it was my oldest brother calling to tell me that our beloved Uncle (Jess) was dead. I won't go into his history but he had no kids of his own and largely devoted himself equally to the kids in our larger family, i.e., vacations, Christmas, etc., he had just always been there and now he too was gone. I won't dramatize it but for me personally it was a red line for me emotionally . . . . . my reaction was I was unable to respond vocally to my brother but simply dropped the handset to the floor and left the house. A traumatic experience for our nation and it remains a very very vivid memory even after all these years.
Sal wrote:Not yet even a twinkle in the old man's eye ....
.... but, I saw the movie.
Telstar wrote:Sal wrote:Not yet even a twinkle in the old man's eye ....
.... but, I saw the movie.
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