The assassination of President Kennedy is one event that I remember clearly.  It happened at the very difficult time because my Dad and I were living with my Grandmother and Aunt Mary upstairs our home.  (see other post when Dad and Joe moved out).   I was a junior at Woodbridge High attending the Morning session (it was so crowded that there was a morning and afternoon session).  I came home after school and went upstairs with the grandmother.   The TV was on and news hit me and everyone so hard.  I was glued to the TV as the events unfolded before our eyes.   I don’t remember any specific conversations with my grandmother but we both sat and watched in unbelief.  Everyone was shocked and stayed glued to the TV for days as the events unfolded in real time before our eyes.