I was in 3rd grade at St. Mary Magdalen School llearning fractions. Our church priest told us we had to pray for The President because he had been shot. We spent the next hour on our knees saying the rosary for him. I remember looking out the window at our American flag that we had earlier raised on the flag pole and had sung the National Anthem to as we did every morning. I do remember being scared all day. Anyone else have a story to share? Would be interesting to know what others were doing that horrible day.
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President of the USA being murdered by a lone gunman without their being a conspiracy by those supposed to protect him is near impossible. So many things that were forbidden like open windows, slowing down for sharp angle turns, SS called away form his limo should be a blaring condemnation from the media but they were either inept or complicit.