I was 12 years old when my favorite president was gunned down
in Dallas, Texas.
Along with 9/11,
it remains the most lasting traumatic event I’ve ever endured.
I can still feel the sorrow that lives inside me.
There is a lot of debate these days about how the internet is coarsening and cheapening every one of us who uses it.
Now there’s an online game about JFK’s assassination.
There’s a prize to emulate Lee Harvey Oswald.
We’re a classy bunch these days.