My daughter was in her first year of medical school on that infamous September 11. Classes were cancelled, and she and her boyfriend came here. We all sat on the couch, watched television, and waited for our world to change.
I was in my first year of college on that infamous November 22. Classes were cancelled, and we all gathered in our dorm living room to watch the small black and white TV.
It was the end of an era, though we didn’t know it then. The escalation of the Vietnam War and the resulting antiwar movement, the counter-culture hippies, Johnson’s Great Society and the resulting right-wing backlash, all had roots in that day. And then the Baby Boomers grew up, and became rich, invaded countries, and started wars.
I wonder what was going to happen anyway, and what would never have happened, had Kennedy lived.