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It was during the start of second period at high school, English, we had just got in the classroom and getting ready for a quiz, which we had every Friday. Just then, the principal, Brother Regan, came to the door from the school office and announced that President Kennedy had been shot in Dallas. Everyone was shocked, what was going on? Someone had a transistor radio and turned it on and there was a reporter reading news reports live on air, then Brother Regan came back with news that Kennedy was dead…the rest of the day was a blur. After I got home, I was glued to the TV all weekend and Sunday morning I watched a live satellite feed of Oswald being shot by Jack Ruby. For a 13 year old kid, that was one weekend that I will never forget…

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