50 Years Ago Today

I was four years old when JFK was assassinated and lately I’ve wondered how real my memories of my mom, my aunt, and my grandmother crying in front of the TV are. We were at my grandparents’ house in Newark for Thanksgiving that week and my mother later often told the story about everybody rushing home from work that day because of fears that the city would erupt into “race riots.” Do I really remember all that drama or have my mom’s stories sort of insinuated themselves into a false memory? If you’re old enough, share your own memories.