On that Friday, our world changed.
I was 13 years old, and just left a class from junior high school and someone told me about it on the way to the next class. Like most I thought it was just a terrible rumor. ￼
My mother went into the Bank of America and saw everybody crying￼.
America stayed glued to the television for that weekend and saw yet another horror.
Lee Harvey Oswald was shot in front of millions on TV. ￼￼
I’ve always felt that that day was the demarcation between the true 1950s and the beginning of the turbulent 60s￼