tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post6274853981300953783..comments2024-03-28T11:38:34.959-05:00Comments on Leaves On My Tree: Where Were You?Emma Springfieldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-31461037794517276372014-09-25T13:18:01.124-05:002014-09-25T13:18:01.124-05:00I will forever remember that sound of the drum cad...I will forever remember that sound of the drum cadence of Kennedy's funeral. It is etched in my brain. And the hours I sat glued to the television watching the horrors and news updates of 9/11. Some events are just larger than my own life and I have a hard time removing myself for a time.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061832609518891075.post-89778990132833778972014-09-25T06:11:35.219-05:002014-09-25T06:11:35.219-05:00What vivid remembrances of tragedies you have reco...What vivid remembrances of tragedies you have recollected here. I do recall where I was when Kennedy was shot ( high school music). And I also saw Ruby shoot Oswald on TV. As for the WTC disasters, it was my first day of being laid off. A friend called and told me to turn on the TV. I did and watched the events unfold and repeat for over 24 hours.<br />Beatrice P. Boydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08281239556392874979noreply@blogger.com