JF Kennedy said "Ich bin ein Berliner." Could be either "I am a native of Berlin" or "I am a jelly doughnut." Berliners knew what he was talking about.
Some say this was when "the 60s" began and gave rise to the social and musical movements that included the Stones.
While I have lots of personal, dark, morbid memories of that day and those that followed emblazoned into my memory forever, I prefer to think of something quite powerful and a little more hopeful that I just read today:
This country changed forever on that day. When we tried to pick up the pieces in 1968 and move forward, again we were body slammed. After that we just became numb. We consoled ourselves with material things, and passing time. Now we are awakened once again. This time, God help us, we will not be denied our due.
So, any memories or thoughts?
plexi