My class had just presented the Thanksgiving play for our 5-8th grade school and we were having a small party. Some time after 2:30EST (probably after Walter Cronkite announced it) our principal Mrs. Ross came on the PA. She was one of those administrators who could quell a riot just by showing up (maybe like your Gold Braid Chief, TCinL…
My class had just presented the Thanksgiving play for our 5-8th grade school and we were having a small party. Some time after 2:30EST (probably after Walter Cronkite announced it) our principal Mrs. Ross came on the PA. She was one of those administrators who could quell a riot just by showing up (maybe like your Gold Braid Chief, TCinLA) so the entire school got very quiet. And she told us that the President had been killed. A boy cheered - Culpeper County, VA is still very red - but was immediately quelled by another student.
Now, as a retired educator, I wonder... did the teachers have any warning? I remember the day of the Sandy Hook massacre (may Alex Jones rot in hell) our cellphones started pinging as it went from teacher to teacher, “Pray for an elementary school in Connecticut, there’s been a shooting.” As an elementary school, we felt the horror so strongly. What must our teachers have felt in 1963?
Probably as upset as we were. There weren't any people other than those 70+ who could remember a president being assassinated (they'd have remembered McKinley).
My class had just presented the Thanksgiving play for our 5-8th grade school and we were having a small party. Some time after 2:30EST (probably after Walter Cronkite announced it) our principal Mrs. Ross came on the PA. She was one of those administrators who could quell a riot just by showing up (maybe like your Gold Braid Chief, TCinLA) so the entire school got very quiet. And she told us that the President had been killed. A boy cheered - Culpeper County, VA is still very red - but was immediately quelled by another student.
Now, as a retired educator, I wonder... did the teachers have any warning? I remember the day of the Sandy Hook massacre (may Alex Jones rot in hell) our cellphones started pinging as it went from teacher to teacher, “Pray for an elementary school in Connecticut, there’s been a shooting.” As an elementary school, we felt the horror so strongly. What must our teachers have felt in 1963?
Probably as upset as we were. There weren't any people other than those 70+ who could remember a president being assassinated (they'd have remembered McKinley).