I was in 9th grade Advanced Science class at Clara Bryant (Ford) Jr. HS in Dearborn, Mich. The classroom phone rang; it was the principal calling each teacher individually. Our teacher hung up the phone and calmly said the President had been shot in Dallas and that school was immediately dismissed. Being a Friday I stopped by the gym to pick up my dirty gym clothes on the way out. My P.E. teacher was in his office, feet up on the desk, reading the paper. I asked if he had heard the news that President Kennedy had been shot and he gruffly told me I should know better than to joke about something like that...these were not days one could talk back to teachers. I walked home; my mother was very quiet and hugged my brother and me. We spent the weekend like everyone else glued to the 18 inch B&W TV.
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