I don't remember it because I was a two-year-old when it happened. But I remember hearing about it regularly from my parents and older sister as I got older--and seeing how it affected my parents and all their friends, who were ardent Kennedy supporters. My dad still tears up when he talks about that day even 43 years later. JFK held such promise for their generation of progressive, civil-rights-supporting intellectual types, and they still grieve for him.

We were in downtown Dallas a bit earlier today and, knowing what day it was, made a special drive-around of the Commerce-Main-Houston-Elm St. area, then went past the Schoolbook Despository and past Dealey Plaza before getting back up onto Stemmons freeway and heading north again, part of the same route the motorcade took that day (although traffic was re-routed to flow differently down Main Street on that day in 1963). There were hordes of tourist groups in the area today, more than usual. Thanks for the remembrance, Breuk!