One of my very first memories is of when my grandmother took me to work with her in downtown Pittsburgh because President Kennedy was going to be in Pittsburgh that day. I was about 4 years old. We stood under the Kaufmann's clock and when his motorcade drove by he shook my grandmother's hand and gave me a kiss on the cheek! It might have even been when he was campaigning for President. My grandmother adored President Kennedy. I was in 1st grade at a catholic grade school and we all had to go to the church and pray. I remember it so clearly. When I got home my grandmother was at our house and the TV was on. Everyone was devastated. I was in my room when Oswald was shot and it seemed like the whole country was silenced. It was an event that changed this whole country, and sometimes I wonder if it was a good or bad change. Seems like after, there was no longer any "respect" for government or the people who run it. Maybe it's just me.