My body descended into a large wooden chair, my mouth fell open, and my eyes stared at my feet. Our young, idealistic, and glamorous president with the beautiful wife and lovely children was gone in an instant. John Kennedy was the handsome man on the cover of Life magazine. A vibrant person who played touch football and had a welcoming smile.
He smiled as he took another swig and replied, “You just do what you got to do as long as you point that thing away from me. You don’t look like the gun type to me son, you just don’t.”
|Love Field November 22, 1963|