I was 9 and watching TV alone, my parents were upstairs with my sister who was unwell. The news flash made a huge impression on me because just two years earlier during the Cuban missile crisis my dad put me to bed with the words "if you never say your prayers ever again, say them tonight". From then on I looked on JFK as some sort of hero. I have read and watched hundreds of accounts of the day and been fascinated by American politics ever since.
Fast forward to 2016 and my visit to the sixth floor museum in Dallas, walking down Elm St made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I got very emotional standing on the Grassy Knoll. Standing at the window next to the sealed off window on the sixth floor I was struck with the thought why would any assassin choose to let the target get so far away before pulling the trigger. The limo was so long it slowed to almost a stop to turn the sharp corner right below the window then it accelerated down the hill as the crowd had thinned so much, then he fired three times? Makes no sense to me.