Last week I visited the JFK Library and Museum. What an experience that was. Sad to see his life cut so short back in 1963. I spent a few hours inside that place.

My sister was telling me after I got home from my flights across the country that our mom told her that our dad would not be coming home that night since he was still working at the local newspaper company, doing the story on the tragic event that day. I remember that we both grieved that day.