Everyone who is at least my age remembers exactly where they were when the announcement was made that President Kennedy has been shot.

Even though I was only 5 years old, I remember it vividly (probably the only thing I do remember from that young).  My mother had just picked me up from kindergarden and I was sitting at the table eating a snack.  I heard my mother crying on the phone, crying like I had never heard.  Then she told me that someone shot President Kennedy.  She put me in the car and we went to Church.  My sister was still in school that was a part of the Church (we went to Catholic School).  My mom knelt there and prayed for over an hour until my sister got out of school.  I remember lots of people coming into the Church crying and talking... my mother never said a word, she just knelt there crying and praying.  By the time we had gotten home with my sister my dad had left work early and was just sitting in front on the TV staring.

You are so right - I still have a vivid image of that moment ....
Ms Bly's HS English Class room 109 (I remember the room # because that was his PT boat's #)
They dismissed school --- everyone was dumb struck !!!!!!!

I was 15 years old and in Freshman homeroom

I was in my crib crapping in my dipers

I was 3 years old and probably getting my A$$ whooped for something

Its one of my earliest childhood memories.Being told school was being closed early,the president had been shot,and all the kids sent home,the memorial the week following at school and all the emotional stuff going on with the grownups.For some reason seeing the flag at half mast really alarmed me,it stuck out in my mind!!!
Watching the documentary the other nite was perty eye opening too.

Soph in HS. Home sick with a cold. Watched it all unfold on TV.

In Phoenix on leave following graduation from Marine Corps boot camp and Infantry Training Regiment (ITR). Heard it on the radio while listening to music.

Just off of active of active duty & attending college. Was hanging around the music room & plunking on something when somebody came in and said “the President has been shot”

Assumed it must be just a grazing wound.

Went downstairs to the union to watch the TV. Everybody around me was yammering and thoroughly annoying me. Watched long enough to find out that it was assumed he was dead, then went back to the music room to get away from the yammering.

Wow...it's such a shame you had to put up with all that yammering about President Kennedy being shot and killed.

I was in school, we got out early. Watched the whole funeral procession on tv when he was laid to rest.

I was in 3rd grade. It was a tragic loss. I remember watching it all on tv.

Working at an Airport

I was four, but I remember it, like yesterday. My whole family fell to pieces. I'd never experienced that kind of thing, and as a young child, it was quite disconcerting. I tried to comfort my Mommy & Daddy, but all they could do was comfort each other. It was a very confusing, as I didn't understand. UNTIL...the funeral. And then the Life magazine, with full color photo's (Zapruder film) of the assassination. THEN...I understood.

Let's just say, it was a defining moment, in my childhood. And a whole lot of innocence was lost, in that time.

Ride Free
Tweek

I was four and still have the scar, sitting in living room floor playing with a tonka truck and getting a severe burn on my back from a john deere space heater. Hearing mom cry not knowing why.