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Originally Posted by vienna
I have been thinking lately of the assassination and what it was like on that day. I was 12 years old, looking forward to my 13th birthday, about three weeks away, when I would 'officially' become a teenager.
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Interesting. I was 13 years old and I remember it very well. I came from a Catholic family, although not very devout. It was the only time we ever prayed together as a family in our home. I think my Dad, who was in the Canadian military at the time was pretty shook up by it. He liked Kennedy.
We also got the day off school for his funeral.
