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On the 50th anniversary of President John F. Kennedy's assassination, NBC News takes a look back at the popular president, the pivotal events that took place during his time in office and the aftermath of his death. NBC Right Now wants you to share your experience with us and the community.

Where Were You The Day JFK Died?

Tell us your story and share with us your memories on what you were doing and how you felt when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated. Feel free to share any pictures or video to enhance your memory shared with us and the community. Your stories will be posted below.

The Tom Brokaw Special: “Where Were You: The Day JFK Died” premieres Friday, Nov. 22 at 9p/8c on NBC

JFK 50th Anniversary: Where were you?

I was an Army second lieutenant driving after lunch from my home in Lawton, Oklahoma to my office on Fort Sill.  As always I had my car radio on.  I heard someone, probably a local news reporter, say, "The President has been shot in Dallas!"  I thought, "What president?"  About ten seconds later, I heard, "President Kennedy has been shot in Dallas, Texas!"  Aghast, I rushed on to my office, parked, ran in, and announced to all,  the President has been shot!  No one there had as yet heard a thing.  The rest is history.
John W. Hunt
Colonel, U.S. Army (Retired)

I had just entered my car,  leaving my job at the University of Nevada Reno, and the report
came over the radio that President Kennedy had been shot.  I was so stunned that I just sat there in disbelief and cried. His visions for the future of our nation were ones that only some have been realized but his words still resonate within many of our citizens and always will. 

Jo Cluck
Be kinder than is necessary because everyone
you meet is fighting some kind of battle.

I was enlisted and a Storekeeper 3rd Class in the US Navy stationed at the Commander Mine Squadron SEVEN supply office in Long Beach, CA when we received notice our Commander-in-Chief had been shot in Dallas, TX.  If I remember correctly, it was a Friday because many of us spent the entire weekend huddled around the television watching the ever breaking news, which included the capture and eventual shooting of Lee Harvey Oswald.  The loss of the Commander in Chief at the Long Beach Naval Base was not taken lightly by those officers and men stationed at this Naval Base.  Times were different in 1963 with Viet Nam escalating, the military having recently been through the Bay of Pigs and the Cold War was still a major reality in all of our lives. 

Jerry Cummins
Walla Walla, WA

I remember it so vividly. I was sitting in class in fourth grade at Marcus Whitman school in Richland when the announcement over the intercom came over announcing " The President has just been shot in Dallas. A huge gasp from everyone then girls crying and they dismissed school. From then on  it was so surreal. The things that went through a fourth graders mind. I went home and turned on the TV to watch what was going on. I was glued to the TV when they announced he had died. And here I had just seen him in person that summer out at Hanford for the Ground breaking. I was so shocked and disturbed . I watched everything on TV even when Oswald getting shot live on TV. I felt so sorry for his kids going through his funeral.        

Dave Dumler

I was in a gym class at Franklin Junior High in Yakima. I remember wearing one of those blue one piece jump suit gym outfits. We sat on the gym floor and listened to the loud speaker. It was a frightening time, even as a young person of 13 years old.
That was a time when an atom bomb drill meant hiding under your desk and I knew several families with bomb shelters in their homes. My family was glued to the TV for the next four days solid watching every aspect of the tragedy as it unfolded right in front of us. I've always had immense respect and admiration for Jackie Kennedy. She did a wonderful job of keeping the country together. I don't know if she really was a strong woman, but it looked that way on TV and that was enough to support a whole nation. I named my own daughter Jackie with her in mind.

Christine Brown

The day of President Kennedy's assassination, I was a thirteen-year-old Bellevue Junior High student who'd stayed home from school with a bug of some kind. Being all alone, I had the TV on to keep me company when the first news reports of the assassination interrupted our regular programing. The reports terrified me!
Since lot of frightening things had happened in recent history, like the Cuban Missile Crisis, I thought our nation was falling into enemy hands. I wanted to call my widowed mother, who'd served the President where she worked as a banquet executive at Seattle's Olympic Hotel. However, I knew she'd be unreachable—busy serving another banquet. I wondered if I should take refuge in our basement fall-out shelter, built to protect us in case of an emergency. But I was frozen in fear, sobbing as I watched report after report on the news. Information was sketchy at first, so I hoped they had got it wrong. I prayed President Kennedy would recover. But it wasn't to be. That was an exceptionally sad day in our nation's history.
I did a lot of growing up that day. I realized how important it was to keep up on the news, even though information can sometimes be hard to face. We need to be informed so we can make educated decisions.
Thanks KNDU for being my main source of local, and even, some national news.
Laura Bradford
Walla Walla


I was 8 years old and in my elementary school classroom when our principal came on the P.A. system to announce that the President had been shot in Dallas and died.  It was particularly haunting because I lived in Fort Worth, and the Kennedys had been in Fort Worth that morning.  I remember how upset my parents were, my mother in particular, as they were Democrats and thought the world of President Kennedy.  The tv was on almost constantly for the next few days as we watched the coverage, including Oswald being gunned down and later the funeral.  Being a horse lover, I particularly remember the riderless horse, Blackjack, that followed behind the coffin, with the riding boots turned backwards in the stirrups.  Later I was struck by how much Texans, and Dallasites in particular, were vilified because Kennedy was killed there.  Many speculated as to whether the city would ever get past being known as the city where the President was murdered.

Lisa Richmond
West Richland

I lived just outside of Seattle, and in kindergarten, the morning class. I barely remember, but mom picked me up from Madrona Elementary School down the street in her Ford Falcon, like so many other mothers did that day, which I thought was strange since I normally walked to and from school. Mom didn't watch her soap operas that day, because of all the news, and she was upset yet stoic, so my 4 year old brother and I played in the unfinished rec room while mom was on the phone with so many different people that afternoon. I was only 5 years old at the time.


Remembering JFK visit to Hanford in 1963...My mom took my brother and myself to see the President way out in the desert....The video was from an 8mm camera and I added the sound track of the speech from an archive source.

Nat Saenz

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