So, I was in Dallas yesterday for the day on business -- for the very first time, having only driven through before -- and I saw a sign saying "Dealy Plaza," and it suddenly struck me that it was the anniversary of JFK's murder. VERY spooky. I remember it like it was yesterday...
I was in the 2nd Grade, and we were all dismissed from school. I came home, and was glued to the TV set and watched Oswald then get murdered himself -- live on TV -- right before my 8 year old eyes. Remember, this was pre-saturation TV coverage of Vietnam, and even the most violent network television shows were incredibly tame. And there it was, televised murder, not on tape, not with "mature only audience" warnings, just raw. There was just this palatable feeling of discomfort amongst the citizenry of Dallas, yesterday, and I know that I was not just "projecting." My thoughts then drifted over to Los Angeles, my home of 33 years, and I was struck by the almost total lack of self-consciousness that Angelenos feel about the awful events in the morning of June 5, 1968, when RFK got shot (dying the next day). I doubt few Americans could tell you the date of RFK's shooting, much less where it occurred. But lots of people know 11/22, and almost everyone knows JFK was gunned down in Dallas. How Los Angeles somehow escaped such incredible notoriety is not something that has ever been explained to me, or I think much understood. David Berke
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