Forty-five years ago today, I was outside with my Dad. Long Island. Cold. Leaves had fallen. I don't remember what led up to it, or what followed. I just remember a lady walking by with her dog and Dad telling her that the President had been shot.
Forty-five years ago today, I was outside with my Dad. Long Island. Cold. Leaves had fallen. I don't remember what led up to it, or what followed. I just remember a lady walking by with her dog and Dad telling her that the President had been shot.