“I was home sick from school, and had just finished some soup when I heard my mother crying. She came upstairs and gave me the news. I wrapped myself in blankets and went downstairs and watched it on TV. Both of us were crying. I guess it was just his time to go. We had such high hopes. I think all of us had high hopes, the whole country.”
“The next summer my family visited the New York World’s Fair,” I said. “And you know, it wasn’t sanctioned by the World’s Fair commission, but was held anyway because we were the mighty USA!” I thought about the Kennedy years, with the stock market blasting along, plenty of good jobs, NASA aiming at the moon, the Soviets humbled by the Cuban Missile Crisis, and few Americans having even heard of Vietnam. “We considered ourselves the greatest cou
