We all remember where we were when we heard the news.
I was in Miss Howard’s classroom.
It’s funny the little things you recall from 50 years ago. Miss Howard was young, pretty and friendly. But she was overweight, and everyone knew she would have a hard time finding a husband.
My classmates and I spent the time before and after school that fall playing touch football, and arguing about whether the ball carrier had actually been touched with two hands or just one.