I do remember that day

Remember it very well. I was in the first row, about four kids back when the 8th grader walked in to tell us the President had been shot. As we stood to pray the Our Father, Robert W. — second row, about three kids back — turned to look at me, and giggled. I giggled, too. I remember the 8th grader coming back to our class to tell us the President had died. It didn’t register. We were in the first grade.

Nothing profound to share about that event. But, I do remember it like it was yesterday.

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