Burton Singerman
November 22,2013
Dallas ,Texas
My 1st ever day in Dallas arriving last night for a conference.I am in a hotel 2 blocks from Dealy Plaza.
Going back 50 years brings vivid memories.My feelings of shock when I heard the P.A. announcement.Leaving the High School where its usually bustling halls were completely silent with fellow numb peers.
I was 16, J.F.K. was my hero. I was awed by his wit,brilliance,and patriotic values.I somehow wished I could be like him and also like my earlier hero, Adlai Stevenson. I remember walking alone after leaving the school. I was looking for a quiet and gentle place where I could grasp what had happened. I walked through woods toward one of the lakes. Increasingly,I shuddered as I felt personally touched by the horrors hatred can bring.I lost a sense of optimistic innocence that I have never fully recovered.Reality can hurt!
I think back to questions I had over many years.How would our country and world change from this loss? How would I and my fellow early baby boomers change from the multiple assasinations of the 60's? How did the events ,beginning with J.F.K.'s assasination, end up affecting who I am and how I feel?
We all want to plan for our future .Yet, many events we have no control over end up leading us toward paths we could never imagine.
Last night when I arrived in Dallas,a driver from the conference drove me by the motorcade route,showed me the window on the 6th floor of the book depository where Oswald was.He also showed me a building where he felt someone other than Oswald shot the fatal head wound. Attending a medical meeting a few years ago , I heard Cyril Wecht , the ex-coroner of Pittsburgh, a famous forensic pathologist, and also a well known critic of the single bullet theory. I knew I agreed with his logic. A recent survey of the U.S. population showed 74%of Americans felt J.F.K.'s death was a conspiracy of many ,not one.The Mafia and the C.I.A. were the leading contenders. Maybe J.F.K.taking out the girlfriend of the head of the Chicago mob, I think Sam Giaconne?, was not wise. We will never know. I will never forget being a shocked and eventually sobered teenager!
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