by Robert Gillis
Published in The Foxboro Reporter July 1999
I was born just over a year after JFK’s assassination, so my memory of the man is only through history – and my father. Dad was a very devoted fan of JFK, and I remember finding him, on more than one occasion, listening to speeches JFK had made, or reading volumes about the slain president. Once, Dad was crying.
“Where were you when Kennedy was shot?” The question is often asked, and the responder will then fill you in on what a terrible time that was for the country and the impressions that would stay with them forever.… Click here to read the rest of this post!