I remember that day when JFK was killed. I had just turned 11 years old and the day he was shot, it was my little sister's birthday. She didn't understand why her b-day party was cancelled and I didn't have the words to explain it very well (Mom and Dad couldn't, they were too captured by the almost non-stop televised news). It was the most shocking thing I had seen at that point in my life. My dad, a lifelong Republican, had tears running down his face...I'd never seen such a scary sight. That's when I started paying attention to what was going on in our country, watching the news, reading the newspapers. A habit I carry to this day. It seems to me, that was a pivotal point in America's history...all the things that flowed from that.