I had stepped into the bathroom for a few minutes. When I came out one of the guys said to me “The President has been shot”. Since he was always joking around, I thought he was trying to tell another tasteless joke, and told him off. I told him that's not funny and you shouldn't say stuff like that, etc. etc.
He said no it's true look at the TV. The rest of the time there was a blur of crying and choking back tears as we competed with other students.
When I got home, I turned on the TV, and watched it constantly. My Dad and I were watching it together when Jack Ruby shot Oswald. We looked at each other, and I said, now we'll never know the whole story, and he said Yep.
Most of the time I watched the whole thing including the funeral all alone. It was one of the saddest days of my life. During these years of my life, the cities were burning all over the place, the Cuban missile crisis, then an Assassination all made me feel like I closed my eyes and woke up in some strange world somewhere else, and I wondered what was going on in my country and in the world. I was afraid that Russia and Cuba were behind it, and that nuclear war could be on the way.
Watched with my parents and sister when Oswald was shot.
My dad said the same thin almost immediately