“The President has been shot.”
No one said a word.
We didn’t walk home. We ran.
They were trying to hold it together
Life was already different
We were watching history. But we were living it too.
It was the first time in our nation’s history that television held our collective hands through a tragedy. In many ways, a glimmer of the digital age was set in motion.
It was a day that fifty years later I can still remember in minute detail and when I allow myself – still evoke fresh emotions. It defined the rest of my youth. It was my first brush with the undeniable. Bad things can happen in the world. And sometimes there is nothing we can do to stop them.