I bet you remember what you were doing 57 years ago from
today. November 22, 1963 to be exact.
I do.
I had just went back
to Marietta, Georgia, got my car, and drove through the night back to the base
in New Jersey. I was so tired I had
slight hallucinations. Example: As I rent around three giant 18 whelers thy
suddenly turned into three giant elephants with their trunks wrapped around the
tails of the two leading ones.
I got to the base and still had about 24 hours of leave left. I was exhausted. I went to the barracks, fell onto my bunk and
slept.
Sometime in the early afternoon I was awaken by the ruckus
of clomping feet and loud talking. Everybody
was excused for the rest of the day,
President John F. Kennedy had been assassinated!
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