[This is part of a continuing series of recollections of November 22, 1963. Submit your JFK story in the comments sections here: “Where Were You When?”]
Jennifer S. Holmes
It was a regular day at school and there was an announcement over the school intercom that all students and teachers had to go to the auditorium. I was in the sixth grade at that time at Janney Elementary School Washington, D.C.
Once there, we were told that the school was shutting down early and we were to all go home and turn on the television. There was no mention about the president, so none of us had a clue what was happening.
When I got home, my mother was not there as she was working. I settled myself down in front of the television after turning it on, and that is when I found out the president had been shot in Dallas.
I was horrified, and I felt lost, scared, and couldn't make sense of such a terrible thing.
