| We Remember the Day of President Kennedy's Assassination: November 22, 1963 Contributor(s): Parks, William R. (Author), O'Shea, Barbara (Author) |
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ISBN: 0884930378 ISBN-13: 9780884930372 Publisher: William R Parks OUR PRICE: $9.45 Product Type: Paperback Published: August 2017 |
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| BISAC Categories: - History | United States - 20th Century |
| Physical Information: 0.22" H x 6" W x 9" (0.34 lbs) 106 pages |
| Themes: - Chronological Period - 20th Century |
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| Publisher Description: This well documented book published by William R. Parks www.wrparks.com relates memories of senior citizens about their personal experiences on the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated. He gave his life serving the nation.News commentators were prophetic when they said that people all over the world would remember what they were doing on the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas, Texas on Friday, November 22, 1963. This book is based on memory. Do you remember the impact the assassination of President John F. Kennedy had on you on a day 54 years prior to 2017? Obviously, respondents to this question must be senior citizens at least sixty years old. Quite a challenge for one's memory; however, was John F. Kennedy a remarkable man worthy of exploring a half-century memory bank? The answer to this question is based on American history and is a definite yes The publisher is William R. Parks. Over 800 books are on sale at: www.wrparks.com Here are two sample articles from the JFK book: Marjorie Meyers - Retired Nurses' Aide: It was Friday, November 22, 1963. I was living in Alden, New York and had no plans for that day. It was going to be a nice relaxing day. I seated myself comfortably in my front room in time to watch the motorcade of our president on television from Dallas, Texas. All of a sudden, I saw our president, John F. Kennedy slumped over in the back seat of an open convertible car in which he was riding. He was seated next to his wife, Jackie who jumped up in panic. I was so confused and shocked by what I was watching. I couldn't help but cry as the news unfolded. I didn't want to believe our president had been assassinated. This kind of thing couldn't happen to us. I was in disbelief. I had felt so safe before this; the thought of this occurring had never even crossed my mind. I still vividly remember the action of the first lady, Jackie - jumping up in a panic trying to save her own life after realizing her husband had been shot. That memory is something I will always remember. I kept the newspaper from that day to look back on. That day was so significant in our country's history. Kathleen Powers, Retired Secretary, SUNY Maritimes College: I was living in an apartment at 196th Street in Washington Heights, NY (borough of Manhattan) near Fort Tryon Park with my husband and two small children. Michael was a year-and-a- half, and Kathy was ten months old, better known as Irish twins. I often enjoyed taking them outdoors for a ride in the baby carriage. ---------------------------- After getting them dressed on this particular day in November 1963, I trudged down four flights of stairs to the sidewalk carrying one and taking the other by the hand. I was young and energetic and enjoyed getting them out for a walk through the neighborhood and talking with those we met along the way. Usually, there wasn't much to chat about except the weather and how we were all doing. But on this particular day, we overheard a lot of excitement in the voices of a crowd of pedestrians gathered at the corner. Others had gathered around and stopped to listen and inquire, and I, of course, did the same. I was shocked to learn that our president had been shot in Dallas, Texas. Everyone on the corner was stunned and frantic, but details were yet unknown. So I turned around and headed back to the apartment. After climbing four flights of stairs with two small children, I turned on the TV and soon learned that the gunshot wounds were fatal and had taken the life of our president. I felt sick when I heard all the details and watched replays of the actual shooting. Most vivid in my mind, I can still see the president slumped over in the arms of Jacqueline, wife and first lady. I'll never forget little John-John raising his right hand and saluting the casket while standing on the steps of St. Matthew's Cathedral in Washington, DC. |