from the hand of John F. Kennedy

Cold war combatant

Civil rights crusader,

My life cut too short


Everyone who was old enough to remember anything, remembers when they got the news that President Kennedy had died. It was November 22ND, 1963. I was 12, and I was in school. The teacher had the radio on for the news. I put my head down on my desk and cried.

The End

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