My father was an Irish Catholic Kennedy Democrat. He was also a newspaperman.

He told me that he never before or after saw a newsroom running at full steam with staff crying as they worked to put the paper out.

We watched the funeral as a family. I was 6. My father pulled me onto his lap. I could feel his tears on top of my head. I stayed very still.

When I saw John-John salute, I thought, “That must be what you do when your father is assassinated.”

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