I was walking across campus from a drafting class when two guys started shouting out of a second floor window of the main building at us that JFK had been murdered in Dallas. I don't think they really knew he was dead yet, just that he'd been shot, so thinking about it over the weekend I thought there's was a strange choice of words.
It was a pretty grim weekend in Boston, I decided not to go home and the dorm was like a morgue, so I spent a lot of time at the apartment of some working girls on Beacon hill.
The shuttle I was listening to on the radio at work. It was my first week back at Boeing after I quit in '67.
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The descent of man ~ Nixon, Friedman, Reagan, Trump.
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