Remembering

On that fatal day 50 years ago I was sitting in study hall.  Our study hall was in the cafeteria and we sat at the same tables where we ate lunch.  Across from me sat a big burley senior football player, he never spoke to me, I was just a lowly freshman.  (I was actually a little afraid of him for no reason other than his size.) 

I remember the school PA system hissing, which always meant an announcement was coming.  Everyone looked up at the speakers, like we could actually see something.  We heard mumbled voices and then an announcement that our President had been assassinated. 

There was silence, then gasps and then sobbing.  The big burley senior openly sobbed, his head on the table, while I sat there stunned. 

I wasn’t sure what to do... who did