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Thursday, November 20, 2008

End Of Innocence ...

Forty-five years ago to the day, on November 22, 1963, the gusty winds of change were howling at gale force as one of America's most gleaming flames of hope was suddenly and violently doused ... gunshots heard round the world overshadowed the parade-like atmosphere that fateful autumn day at Dealey Plaza, conveying shock and sorrow before the watchful eyes of a horrified nation ... no one then alive can forget where they were when they heard the woeful news that became forever embedded in our national consciousness ... our hero was dead ... our joy was turned to sadness ... our confidence became uncertainty ... our fears became stark reality ... our hearts were forever broken ... it was the end of innocence ... John Fitzgerald Kennedy was killed by an assassin's bullet as his motorcade wound through the streets of Dallas, Texas, he was hardly past his first thousand days in office. Kennedy was the youngest man ever elected President; he was also the youngest to die. Of Irish descent, he was born in Brookline, Massachusetts, on May 29, 1917. Graduating from Harvard in 1940, he entered the Navy. In 1943, when his PT boat was rammed and sunk by a Japanese destroyer, Kennedy, despite grave injuries, led the survivors through perilous waters to safety ... Back from the war, he became a Democratic Congressman from the Boston area, advancing in 1953 to the Senate. He married Jacqueline Bouvier on September 12, 1953. In 1955, while recuperating from back surgery, he wrote Profiles In Courage, which won the Pulitzer Prize in history. In 1956, Kennedy nearly gained the Democratic nomination for Vice President, and four years later was a first-ballot nominee for President. Winning by a narrow margin in the popular vote, Kennedy became the first Roman Catholic President ... Kennedy's Inaugural Address offered this memorable injunction: "Ask not what your country can do for you - ask what you can do for your country." ... as President, he took vigorous action in the cause of equal rights, calling for new civil rights legislation. His vision of America extended to the quality of the national culture and the central role of the arts in a vital society. He wished America to resume it's old mission as the first nation dedicated to the revolution of human rights. With the Alliance for Progress and the Peace Corps, he brought American idealism to the aid of developing nations. Before his untimely death, he laid plans for a massive assault on persisting pockets of privation and poverty ... As with any great leader, John Kennedy also had flaws and failures, his most glaring occurring in April 1961. Known as the Bay of Pigs Invasion, Kennedy permitted a group of armed and trained Cuban exiles to invade their homeland in an attempt to overthrow the regime of Fidel Castro. This event became a disaster and an embarrassment for the young President. Soon thereafter, the Soviet Union renewed it's campaign against West Berlin. However, Kennedy also displayed unfaltering creativity, courage and resolve, and decisively responded to the Soviets by reinforcing the Berlin garrison, and increased American military strength, including new efforts in outer space. Confronted by this reaction, Moscow, after the erection of the Berlin Wall, relaxed it's pressure in central Europe ... President Kennedy's most shining hours came in October 1962. Discovered by air reconnaissance, the Russians were seeking to install nuclear missiles in Cuba just 90 miles from the coast of Florida. Enforced by a naval blockade, Kennedy imposed a quarantine on all offensive weapons bound for Cuba. While the world trembled on the brink of nuclear war, the Soviets, under the direction of Nikita Khrushchev, backed down and agreed to take the missiles away, total global annihilation of all humankind had been averted ... Kennedy then contended that both sides had a vital interest in stopping the proliferation of nuclear weapons and slowing the arms race - a contention which led to the test ban treaty of 1963. The months that followed the Cuban Missile Crisis showed significant progress toward his goal of "a world of law and free choice, banishing the world of war and coercion." His administration saw the beginning of new hope for both equal rights of Americans and the peace of the entire world, but dark days lurked just beyond the horizon ... As long as I shall live, I will remember sitting there as a young boy, watching an old black and white TV, as Walter Cronkite announced that President Kennedy had been shot while in Dallas, Texas, then minutes later, Cronkite, his trusted and familiar voice breaking, would deliver the awful news to the anxious throngs that our dear President was dead ... an entire nation languished in silence and stunned disbelief. How could this have happened? The President of the United States of America, the most powerful nation on earth ... the leader of the free world had been gunned down in broad daylight, in the middle of a public byway, like some animal, and before the gaping eyes of the entire world ... During the ensuing days, as the nation sat in a state of darkness and mourning, and as our slain prince was ultimately carried to his final resting place, many impressions and images were indelibly etched into my young psyche ... images of the President being struck by the assassin's bullets ... his wife Jacqueline climbing onto the trunk of the presidential limousine in an effort to retrieve parts of her husband's skull which were blown away by the gunshot ... her pink dress drenched with his blood ... Lyndon Baines Johnson being quickly sworn in as thirty-sixth President of the United States while standing aboard Air Force One ... Jack Ruby cold-bloodedly shooting Lee Harvey Oswald to death on live national TV as he was being led from the police station to jail ... Then the seemingly endless days involving the pageantry surrounding the fallen President's state funeral, which was patterned after that of Abraham Lincoln ... the entire trip, from Capitol to White House, to St. Matthews Cathedral, to Arlington National Cemetery was six miles. An estimated one million people lined the route. Diplomats and heads of state from around the globe were in attendance, along with Kennedy's family members and close friends, all of whom stood with blank and empty expressions on their haggard faces ... the clopping sound of the horse's hooves striking the hard pavement as they proudly drew the caisson bearing the President's coffin, and the haunting sound of the steady cadence of muffled drum roles that accompanied the cortege were particularly poignant and memorable ... perhaps the most heartrending moment took place on the steps outside St. Matthews Cathedral when Jackie leaned over and whispered to little John-John, who smart and crisp, proudly saluted his father's departing coffin ... the President was finally laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetery, and at the end of the burial service, a soldier handed Jacqueline a lighted taper with which she lit the John F. Kennedy Eternal Flame. The presidential memorial was inspired by the eternal flame at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier at the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, which she and her husband had seen during a visit to France in 1961, and/or took inspiration from "candle in the wind" of Arthurian legend, and the Broadway Play "Camelot." ... Scarce are the words that are yet to be uttered as to this tragic and unspeakable act that graved a deep and painful scar on the furrowed brow of American history ... it matters not whether you agreed with Kennedy's political philosophies or religious beliefs ... it matters not whether you liked the man personally ... John Fitzgerald Kennedy was a human being, he did not deserve to be openly slaughtered in such an inhuman manner ... John and Bobby Kennedy both gave the ultimate sacrifice in service to their country, they deserve the utmost in respect and honor ... I often wonder what great accomplishments and progress that could have potentially been made had they not been prematurely and swiftly robbed of their lives ... what a shame ... please remember John and Robert Kennedy this week, and say a prayer for the remaining Kennedy family ... the end of innocence ... "He didn't even have the satisfaction of being killed for civil rights .... It's--it had to be some silly little Communist." --Jacqueline Kennedy, on hearing that a leftist had been arrested for her husband's murder. *Some biographical information supplied by the U.S National Archives --sja

39 comments:

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

Another fine post by the Boss. Yes, it is a moment etched deeply into my memory. Such a troubled time, with so much senseless slaughter. Let us pray we will not have to experience a similar tragedy with our current crop of leaders.

BOB said...

I'm experiencing difficulties with my computer ... updated so software so as to be able to share so of the old movies and songs ... and some captured from TV ... now have no sound throughout the system ... and no TV ... no email.

The Boss is incapable of anything other than truly fine posts, methinks!

Even more than 9-11, Gil ... a moment forever etched ... and yet, still shrouded in mystery.

I strongly opposed his presidency ... but not for religious reasons ... from what I could gather, his daddy was a crook and he was too good looking ... and for what I considered to be some good reasons too.

Our leaders are to be respected ... period ... and such will not be tolerated ... back then, this crop, or any other.

BOB said...

While my computer problems continue, I did want to seriously applaud the Boss' latest ... outstanding!!

I worked on N. Ackard in downtown Dallas 1975 - 1979 ... walked the area where the event happened ... chilling.

Flaws, he had ... courage, resolve, presence ... rare qualities in combination ... he had those too!

Anonymous said...

This is Bob's other half, Carol.

Wow! What a post. It brings back chilling memories of one of the hardest days in my life.

Dating myself, but -- I was home sick from Junior High School (they call it Middle School now). I was in front of the TV. (I really had been quite ill with strep throat and was just starting to feel better.) Walter Cronkite came on. As soon as I saw his face, I knew it was really bad. My family was Walter Cronkite territory. It wasn't really news unless we heard it from him. I was shaken not only because of what was being said but because it was affecting Mr. Cronkite so much. He was shaken. I tried to call my parents but I couldn't reach either one. I had to wait until they came home that night to get their reassurances that we were going to be OK. But during that long afternoon, Walter Cronkite was my family.

That Sunday, my mother, sister and I went to church. My father stayed home to watch events unfold on TV. I remember talking to a lady at church. She asked me how I was doing. I replied OK but sad after what had happened. She said -- what happened? I said -- well the president had been assassinated. She said -- Oh that, you shouldn't let it affect you. That from someone at church. I have never forgotten her or her callous attitude. It was part of my "grow up" lessons in life. Fortunately, she was the only church member to express such sentiments

When we drove home from church, my father was pacing up and down in the drive way, waiting for us. He was totally shaken up -- he had seen Ruby kill Oswald. He could barely get the news out. He was that upset. That shook me up again. I had never seen my father upset like that before. He wasn't a Kennedy supporter but the president's death truly affected him and our whole family.

A number of life lessons learned during that time.

Like Bob, I worked in downtown Dallas. I rarely went as far down as Dealey Plaza, but one day I had to walk down there to register for an accounting class. It was one of those surreal moments. I could almost hear the echoes of the shots. I guess we all can almost hear the echoes of those shots still today.

journalist jimmy smith said...

By DAVID O'BRIEN

The Atlanta Journal-Constitution

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Mesa, Ariz. — Braves center-field prospect Jordan Schafer’s winter-ball season in Mexico ended after he injured a finger when struck by a pitch. There was no broken bone and he’s home in Florida, resting for a few weeks before beginning rehab. He should be fully recovered in January.

at least it was not a toe.

toes are not to be trifled with.

and the sja post . . . whoa! powerful post from the jackass. a kinder, gentler, jackass.

jimmy smith is too young to remember john f kennedy but bob hs told jimmy smith that it was a sad day when the bullets struck.

for a time, it seemed our destiny would be determined by bullies with guns.

lyndon johnson became president and is well known for being an ear puller. could be considered cruel by some and obama should remember this when the first dog moves into the white house.

(pulled beagle ears, not people ears. different.)

BOB said...

I was up all night ... had to pay for technical support and some software drivers ... never really found the problem but think it's solved ... well maybe ...

Have an email from the Boss ...

And one from Matt ... Subject: "Abigail is here" but just saying "Here a" ... nothing else.

Could be that I still have problems ...

Mister E Blogger said...

Bob, I certainly can identify with your probl


and then it just goes awa

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

"first dog in the white house" Michele, right????

BOB said...

The problem was evidently at Matt's end ... a second email ...

She was born Wednesday night at 5:32 p.m. and weighed 8 lbs and 4 oz. She was 20 1/2 inches long.

She and Jennifer are great, and we're going home today!

Walter loves his new sissy-he says constantly, "My sissy!"

Matthew


Congratulations Matthew!!

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

Congratulations to Matthew...

journalist jimmy smith said...

matthew and jennifer and walter, congratulations from this journalist!

shortstop, right?

and the hairless dog . . . something ordered at the varsity.

walk a hairless dog = hairless dog to go. reason for hair nets and varsity caps.

and there has been almost no mention of cheese on this blog in quite awhile. not sure if that is gouda not.

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

hairless dog... makes it mighty tough to take a pinch of the hair of the dog that bit you... No antidote.. And I wonder if George Bush might bring Obama a Peruvian Hairless dog back from his summit? I mean, he is already in the neighborhood and all.

Matthew, Dad to Walter said...

Thanks for the good wishes everyone. She is adorable, looks like her mom. Praise God!

BOB said...

I haven't had an opportunity to properly add Matt's pictures ... so made an Ad Hoc Post ... just below this one.

BOB said...

That is to say, it's between "My First True Love" ... and "Age of Innocence" ... Goodness, goodness, goodness!

journalist jimmy smith said...

whoa! nice photo of matthew's family . . . journalist is glad to see it. baby seal is going to post a jimmy smith family photo soon.

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

And a good looking family they are...

the Proprietor said...

I want to say a few words merely to reiterate what most patrons here at the shop are already aware of ... the Shop was created not so much as an escape from other less than desirable sites ... it was more so brought about as a welcome haven for folks to gather and visit with friends, share life experiences, tell tall tales, discuss subjects such as politics, religion, sports, news, weather, whelk, seals, pie, current affairs or just about anything interesting or imaginable that may not be welcome topics at other venues ... the only requirements were that there be neither personal insults nor instigating attacks on fellow patrons, and that no indecent material or profanity be used ...

Now, if you know anything about my less than stellar history, you might be saying that I now have no right setting such high standards for others ... well, I have admitted my many transgressions many times over, and have genuinely and honestly attempted to apologize and make amends to those affected by my bad behavior ... subsequently, with the help of my friends, I now am, and have been striving to have a positive impact on others ... that's all I can do, only time will testify as to my sincerity ...

For those who may not have fully understood the reasoning behind TheSouthernJackAss, that vile creature was formed to respond to, and to attack individuals on another blog, those who had treated me unfairly and unjustly, or so I thought ... before all was said and done, the SJA had unfairly and unjustly attacked nearly everyone ... for that I again apologize ...

We too have had issues with certain individuals here at the Shop that had no less than disruption and discord as their ultimate goals ... we cannot, and will tolerate such behavior here ... TheOldBarbershop is already a great success ... we have few patrons at the moment, but those we have are the very best of the best ... if we gain no more, we are still a success ... quality above quantity, we have set the standard ...

We unconditionally believe in freedom of speech, we in no way espouse cheapness of speech ...

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

Another Sunday without baseball... I may have to start wintering in the Dominican...

Yes, speech may the the only free thing left, we pay a tax on everything else. Then again, I guess that is what the FCC charges us for...

journalist jimmy smith said...

pumpkin pie or sweet potato(e) pie? this is a topic for the ajc . . . the south's standard newspaper that last week started the "favorite liquor store" discussion.

jimmy smith thinks the pumpkin pie or sweet potato pie question has more merit.

journalist would not presume to answer such a question. perhaps letwan anthony or even mrs. anthony will weigh in on this topic. expert commentary for sure.

and sja . . . continues to lead by example. high brow blogging now instead or your and idiot blogging.

journalist can remember blogging pre-madonna. maybe others can, too.

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

Pumpkin.. sweet potato... what, no navy bean pie? A true southern tradition.. for folks who could not afford pumpkins or sweet potatoes... A first for blogs, to be extolling the merits of bean pie... Taste every bit as good as pumpkin or sweet potato but with character...

the Proprietor said...

With great pomp and circumstance, I am proud to announce the first annual OldThanksgivingDay traditional feast and extravaganza right here at the Shop ... all patrons are requested to bring a covered dish consisting of their favorite Thanksgiving Day dish, pies accepted and encouraged ... in exchange for the food, you will receive one free trim and/or shave administered by BoB, or a free manicure or pedicure for the ladies at Misses Wong's Nail Emporium ... TheOldBarbershop will not be responsible for nicks, cuts, scratches or lost ears ... beverages will be furnished by BoB ...

BOB said...

I don't know that I'm in complete agreement with this "free speech" idea ... have you ever given a speech?

There are speech writers to pay, air time to buy, advertising ... a whole bunch of stuff to consider ... costing a pretty penny if you ask me ... goodness.

Cornbread Peterson said...

I would like to put in a good word for cornbread. There, that's it.

BOB said...

Pumpkin ain't bad but good sweet 'tater pie wins that competition in my house ... but my favorite is buttermilk ...

Of course, I assume that we'll have some hand cranked ... and banana pudding too, no instant junk.

Maybe some slow smoked turkey too ...

My hands are a shaking but, ... if I furnish the beverages, I might just find that 40 year old bottle of Old McBrayer ... and open 'er up ... bet that would cure what ails me ... might even give the Boss a close shave ...

BOB said...

Boss, regarding your 1:47 ... well said, and we know ... sincere and from the heart ... true blue and 4 square John!

I've often posited that we must first learn to laugh at ourselves if we are to laugh with others ... and I couldn't help but chuckle when reading "Now, if you know anything about my less than stellar history, you might be saying that I now have no right setting such high standards for others ... I now am, and have been striving to have a positive impact on others ..." dang! double dang!! ... I thought I was looking into a talking mirror!

We are cut from that same mold, methinks ...

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

"Cut from the same mold"... fungi?

Yes on corn bread and corn pone too, not to mention spoon bread!!! It's A Maiz thing...

Rosalynn said...

Cahnbreahd Petahsun, is that yew? Ah went to school with a Cahnbreahd Petasuhn. Did yoah Momma play the pianah at the Presbatehian Chuhch?

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

Jubilation T. Cornpone, politician extraordinaire...

BOB said...

In reflecting back on the events of November, 1963 ... I just reread the Boss' post ... third time through you come to really appreciate the Boss' fine work ... triggering thoughts of the inside stories, insights and humor shared by friends at the NSA regarding the Bay of Pigs disaster ... my own anxiety during the missile crisis ... and later, the great anxiety privately expressed by my German friends in Bayern, shortly after the assassination ... goodness, has it really been 45 years?

Late November ... cold and rainy ... Thanksgiving on Thursday, our Anniversary on Friday, goodness!

Rosalynn said...

Ah remembah ya Cohnbreahd, a chubbah little fella with bodah odah. Ah remebah sittin next to ya on the schooh bus when we took the field trip to the buttahbean fahm.

That's befoah Ah met mah Jimma. In fact, Ah met Jimma raght aftah that trip . . . Ah was shellin buttahbeans when Jimma came up to me and said, "Hellah theah, Ah suah would love to have some of those buttahbeans . . ." Ah think evehbodah knows what happened from theah.

Now, Ah have some advice foah Michelle Obama . . . honah, do not weah dresses that make yoah butt look big. Ah am not trahin to be cattah but a Fuhst Ladah should not have a big ol butt lahk that.

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

And thus we have the term.. "butt out"...

the Proprietor said...

I should have another post ready for publication by tomorrow evening, I hope ... if anyone else wishes to do a post after Thanksgiving, or anytime for that matter, please feel free to do so ...

Rosalynn said...

The Secret Suhvice boahs have asked me to withdrah mah eahlieh post concuhnin Michelle Obama's butt. Ah don't know what made me post it but Ah agree it was an inappropriate post. Michelle Obama could nevah fit in a submahreen carrahin that much behind heh but that is cattah and Ah cannot sah it. Have a nice dah.

Cornbread Peterson said...

I did not have body odor. That was the cornbread I carried in my pocket.

Gil in Mechanicsville said...

Well, it has finally happened. Looks like the Pirates are really combing the ends of the earth looking for players. They just singed two Indians, Patel and Singe to minor league contracts after holding tryout in that country. Next thing you know they will be holding tryouts in Uganda....

I wonder if the Buccos are trying to curry favor with the sub-continent?

journalist jimmy smith said...

gil, there are some fine ballplayers in uganda. jimmy smith was once a ugandan ballplayer of some renown. shortstop mostly and a little center field.

jumbo smith was a fine ugandan catcher until jumbo smith attended an oyster fest and suffered jumbo smith's demise.

today, jimmy smith knows several ugandan baseball players that could make a difference on a major league roster.

take, uboto smith. uboto smith can throw with uboto smith's left hand or right hand with equal dexterity and with extreme force and accuracy. because of uboto smith's long fingers, uboto smith is able to wrap those long fingers around the baseball and make the baseball dip and dive and explode at the plate.

uboto smith would be a fine addition to the atlanta braves but uboto smith would never play for a manager that picks that manager's nose. unseemly.

there are other ugandan ballplayers that scout jimmy smith could recommend to the atlanta braves but jimmy smith is hesitant to do so until the braves have a good toe man on staff. toe injury can end the career of a baseball player and toes are too important to be turned over to a bench coach like chino cadahia.

a good toe man could make a difference for this team. toes are not to be trifled with.

journalist jimmy smith said...

oh, the humiliation! journalist was looking for a good toe picture to post on the front page of this blog as an example of good toe health.

jimmy smith did a google search (some will remember this once before got jimmy smith in big trouble on the ajc blog). journalist searched google images for "toe".

well, that is certainly not a toe. that is all jimmy smith will have to say on the matter.

BOB said...

Another date that may so live ... December 9, 2008

Illinois Governor Blagojevich was arrested by federal law enforcement agents and charged with conspiracy to commit mail and wire fraud as well as solicitation of bribery.

The FBI alleges that the governor participated in several "Pay to Play" schemes, including attempting to sell President-elect Barack Obama's vacated United States Senate seat to the highest bidder.