
Originally Posted by
catherine
I was also in 6th grade, bobby. I was in Sister Perpetua's class when Mother Ellen Marie came into our classroom and told us the news that the President had been shot. Donna O'Brien put her head on the desk and started crying. The rest of us were just speechless.
I happened to be in Dallas on business on November 22 several years ago, and I mentioned something about, wow, I'm in Dallas on this momentous day to the young market research attendant. She didn't know what I meant.