November 22, 1963. I was five years old.
We were living in Orleans, France because my Dad was stationed there in the U.S. Army. I remember when JFK was killed. Dad had a radio that looked like the one on Gilligan’s Island. It was on his bedroom dresser and he was standing there. Slumped onto the dresser. Crying. Later he told me that President Kennedy was dead. I remember seeing him land in a helicopter at the White House. That was before we flew to France.
I was five years old.
Where were you when they shot John?