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Daily by MB on Tuesday, 24 November, 2009

23 November 2009
As I drove the few blocks from home toward the Discount Tire location where Kyle’s car was getting new tires, the sun was setting and the birds were insane. I was driving, so my photo is blurry, but I love how it shows all the birds in motion.
On a completely different note . . . as I worked late into the night, I watched a show on National Geographic about the Kennedy assassination. It was made up purely of old news clips, most of which haven’t been seen since 1963! It was an amazing feat of editing and organization and I was truly impressed. I should share, at this point, that the Kennedy assassination figures prominently in my very earliest memory. I was about a year and half old on November 22, 1963. I clearly remember sitting on my mama’s lap, in the middle of our living room floor, in front of the new (then) giant, floor model Zenith color television set. I can remember the sadness being overwhelming—I am sure we were watching the cavalcade of hearse and attendant vehicles, as they transported Kennedy’s body from White House to cemetary. Throughout the years, I’ve often seen the footage of little John Kennedy saluting his dad’s grave, but I also remembered a little girl, and they never show you a little girl . . . until this footage last night. And, there, just as clear as a bell is little Caroline in a pretty blue coat, holding her mommy’s hand as Jackie kisses the flag-draped coffin. A little girl, not too much older than me . . . wow! No wonder it all made an impact on me and stuck, despite how young I was. Young children just like me . . . extreme emotions . . .memory is a crazy thing, isn’t it? I also believe I must have been sitting right there when the whole Jack Ruby-shooting-Oswald-thing happened. I can remember the shock. Watching all that footage last night was very bizarre.
And, I guess it was a fitting way to acknowledge the anniversary of that horrible day. One wonders how different things might be today . . .
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