As most old enough to remember November 22, 1963, I recall that day is if it were yesterday....
A seventh grader at the time, I was in study hall and working diligently to get my Virginia History homework done. Mr. Carson, all the students' favorite teacher, came in to tell us, "The President of the United States is dead. He was shot in Dallas, Texas." Classes at the private school I attended in 1963 were held in the Richardson House, a brick Antebellum mansion with at least four porches. All classes for those above fifth grade were immediately halted, and we went to the porches to pray and to sit in silence after the prayers. None of us students headed for the playground. Instead, we waited for the buses to be readied for early dismissal because of the concern that our entire country's national security was in jeopardy. After all, the Cuban Missile Crisis and bomb-shelter drills still loomed large in our nation's consciousness. Once home, everyone sat glued to the television sets until after the funeral for President John F. Kennedy.
For other personal comments about that day, see the comments section at the Washington Times article Share your memories of JFK’s assassination 50 years ago.
If John F. Kennedy were alive today, he would be ninety-six years old.
Comprehensive web page: The Kennedy Assassination.
For those interested, there is an animated video about that day in Dallas below the fold.