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Nov. 22nd, 2008 05:24 pmForty-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.
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