Five days ago was the 48th anniversary of the JFK assassination. I usually remember on the anniversary date each year, but for some reason, I forgot this time. I am certain it has nothing to do with the fact that I am probably the oldest fart around this site, but it probably does have to do with the fact that the memory may have become too painful. Many of you were not even born in 1963, and many more of you who HAD already been born were too young to remember much about it. I was 31 years old, and I can tell you friends, it was a frightening event, even if your political beliefs were completely opposite those of the president.
At the time, I was working in the Defense and Aerospace industry, and on that fateful day, I was working in an experimental lab, processing data. I had decided to take a late lunch because we needed the results ASAP. As I remember it, I heard the noise of what sounded like a crowd gathering in the corridor outside the lab---yelling, screaming and women sobbing, and then the loud noise of USAF hellicopters landing and taking off. I looked out the window toward the helo pad, and saw offficers of all ranks, getting hurriedly aboard, and being immediately spirited off--to where, I had no idea. I did notice that the helo crews were heavily armed. That was about 1345 hours. I went out into the corridor to find out what was going on, and asked a security guard what was happening and he told me the story, plus the fact that we were now on a "very high" DEFCON. We received orders to secure all classified documents, and go to our homes until further notice, and thus began one of the saddest and most frightening few days in the life of this country, since Pearl Harbor.
I have to say, that I found it hard to believe that ---at the time---even a trained marksman could produce 2 out of 3 hits, from a 6.5mm Carcano at a moving target, in 11 seconds or less. That rifle cost less than $20 by mail order, and the event signalled the beginning of the end of freely available firearms sales in the USA.
More important, however, was the reminder to us all that our open society permitted such a thing to occur. We were reminded again, when President Reagen was shot. I hope I do not live to see such a thing, again, but alas, if we think so poorly of national security that we we permit a pourous southern border, who knows what the Islamo-terrorist cells will be able to accomplish.
"Laugh so hard, that even 'Sorrow' smiles at you. Live life so well, that even 'Death' loves to see you alive". (author unknown)
"....would someone please show this poor asshole the way out of town?"....Avram Belinsky, the "Frisco Kid".