Its November 22, 1963. I am a Freshman in high school sitting in French class when I see my sister through the glass windows of the classroom door. She is crying. I don’t ask if I can leave. I simply gather my things, stand up, and walk out the door. I am sure something has happened to my mom or dad. My sister says, “President Kennedy has been shot.” I loved President Kennedy. I loved watching him play football on the south lawn with his brothers. I loved how he inspired peop