The Dallas Journal, Volume 42, 1996 Page: 17
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"Xl Tell, you can't say Dallas doesn't love you, Mr. President," Nellie Connally, the wife of
V V the Texas governor, said to President John F. Kennedy as the presidential limousine
in which they were riding turned the corner from Houston Street onto Elm and started toward
the Triple Underpass at noon, November 22, 1963. These were the last words he heard, for
instants later the sound of a shot echoed, then another and another ... and John Fitzgerald
Kennedy, age forty-six, the thirty-fifth president of the United States, was dead. --- A. C.
Greene
The three young men had reputations for taking advantage of every opportunity to cut class.
But this day was a little special because the president was coming to Dallas. The young men
piled into the car and drove to Love Field. When they got there, they couldn't see much. They
couldn't even get very close. They did get a glimpse of the president as he stepped off the
airplace. More noticeable was Mrs. Kennedy in her bright pink suit. Afterwards, the young
men hung around the airport a little while but decided that they needed to get back to school
As they exited Stemmons Freeway at Zang Blvd., they heard the news that the president had
been shot and had been taken back along Stemmons to Parkland Hospital They suddenly
realized how close they had come to seeing the president twice that day.
What I remember most is how quiet it was on that afternoon so long ago. How young I was
then, settling into my chair in typing class. Mr. Davis, the principal, had turned on the radio so
that we could all hear the news broadcast. There had been brief words in the hallway --- the
President's been shot, did you hear? Now we heard from the newscaster that the President
was dead. How quiet it was then. No clack, clack, clack coming from the old Royal manual
typewriters, no drills cadenced off by Mrs. Mankin, no sighs of exasperation when students hit
wrong keys. There was silence, complete and deafening. And for the rest of the day and the
next several days there was silence.1996 17 DGS Journal
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