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Remembering JFK


LA CROSSE, Wisconsin (WXOW) - As we approach the 50th anniversary of the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, we're asking you to share your memories of him.

You can add your thoughts in the section at the top of our special section on President Kennedy and on our Facebook page. Thank you for doing so.

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Here are some of the comments left by viewers.


Was 5-years-old-Remember watching all the reporting on TV.

Jay Hewines, La Crosse


I was watching the I love Lucy show, home sick from school. Lived in San Francisco at the time JFK was killed. I will never forget that day.

Cyndie Heal, via Facebook


I was in 4th grade, and remember it like it was yesterday. The principal came into my art class and told us the president had been shot and we needed to say a prayer (it was a parochial school) then a few minutes later, that the president had been killed. We were let out of school. I remember my mom was crying when she picked us up. I knew that JFK was a good man and that my parents had supported him. The next few days I remember being glued to our small black and white TV watching all the proceedings. I was mesmerized. I knew it was something terrible for our nation. I read the book The Torch Has Passed with all the photos of the past few days. Regardless of some indiscretions, he was a great man and our innocence was lost then.

Diana Schmidt


I was a senior in high school. We were in study hall when it was over the loud speakers that President Kennedy had been shot. We all got on our buses right away & many of us were crying I remember. I don't remember too much about when I got home except it was very a very sad day & for days after. Even now when I see it all again I cry. I just wonder what our lives would have been like had he not been shot.

Anne Lynch


At 5:45 a.m. on 22 November 1963, I awoke in my room in downtown Saigon, South Viet Nam, and turned on my radio, waiting for AFRS (US military radio) to sign on the air at 6 a.m. The next thing that happened: The voice said, "President John F. Kennedy is dead." I sat up in bed and wondered if I really heard that or was I dreaming? Within five minutes, I received telephone notice to report immediately to my work at Tan Son Nhut Air Base (I was in the US Air Force), stopping on the way at my colonel's house (since he had no phone communication) to notify him of the same. Do not stop for breakfast. We were on immediate alert. Later that day and in the days following, Vietnamese citizens would come up to me on the street crying and offering their sympathy. It was a rare experience.

Robert Wessler



On that tragic day for all Americans, Nov. 22, 1963, I was attending 8th grade at St. James School in La Crosse. When our teacher learned of the president's being shot, she told the basketball team members, including me, to get our gear. Our coaches bundled us into a large station wagon and took our team to a special mid-day practice at Holy Cross Seminary. When we returned that afternoon, the rest of the student body was in the gym, watching the lone BW television St. James School owned. There was a feeling of shock and sadness. We felt especially hard-hit, because President Kennedy was America's first Catholic President. JFK had some flaws, including his love-affairs with security risks, but I don't think he would have sent US troops into Vietnam, which would have spared the nation much bloodshed. JFK's death touched me a little extra, because his mother, Rose, had been a Fitzgerald, as had been my paternal grandmother, Agnes Fitzgerald Marcou. Also, my own mother's name is Rose.

David J. Marcou

La Crosse


My parents had taken me out of school to stay with my grandmother while my grandfather was in the hospital. I was playing in the living room when my grandmother took a phone call. She was hysterical and said turn on the TV!!! The president's been shot!!! I didn't really know what it all meant and what would happen.

Bobbi Gumbert Hundt


I was a fourth grader home sick from school that day. I was watching some game show on TV when they interrupted with a special bulletin. I remember clearly calling my parents into the living room to tell them that the President had been shot. It is still a surreal moment that I will never forget. Needless to say, my siblings got the rest of the day off of school too, glued to the TV the remainder of the day.

Deb Ganrude Luecke


Remember very well. Was out at recess when we all called in. The PA system was loud with news about the shooting shortly after we here sent home. When I did get home my dad was already here cause they closed most of the businesses at that point. He worked at Heileman Brewery. We had the TV on for duration of all. When they announced that the President had died we all cried . That was the first time I saw my dad cry. We also saw Oswald shot by ! Jack Ruby. Nov 22 was already the worst day in history. RIP. President Kennedy.

Sally Yeary

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