WHERE WAS I WHEN PRESIDENT JOHN F KENNEDY WAS ASSASSINATED

I, Harold L Carter, was a graduate student working in the State of California Attorney General’s Office when I noticed girls working in the office gathered around a radio and crying.  I walked over to see what was happening and heard Walter Cronkite announcing that President Kennedy had been shot and then that he was dead.  … Shocked I almost robotly left the building since it was around lunchtime and caught the San Francisco cable car to Knob Hill where Grace Episcopal Cathedral at which I was a young adult member was located.  Priests were setting up the altar when I and others started walking in as though it was a regular routine occurrence which it was not. .. After I got on the cable car, an older Black woman got on with tears streaming down her face and sobbing uncontrollably out loud  as though a close relative in her family had just died. … I spent most of the next few days glued to the television watching the news immediately following the death as he was taken from the hospital to the plane with Jackie accompany the casket. .. and the solemn funeral and march to the tomb of the unknown soldier for the  burial. … … little John John saluting his father lying in state in the capital rotunda …

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About Harold L Carter

Bachelor of Science, Columbia University Masters degree, Ohio State University Undergraduate National Officer, Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, Eastern Asst Vice President, when a student at Columbia University Profile Photograph: Mom & Me, when I was a graduate student
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