OT: 50 Years Ago Today: JFK Assassinated. Remebrances? Did Oswald Act Alone?

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I'm too young, but would be curious to know what people remember from that day.

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I just turned three so my thought most likely was "I make poopoo" and a giggling sound.





To be repeated at the end of life.

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As to Oswald... I've waffled back and forth, but am currently leaning toward Oswald as the lone gunman.

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In the spirit of SECr, it was REC.

I was 5, so not a whole lot of memories, but I do recall where I was and it being on TV.

I don't believe Oswald acted alone. Too many shots, too accurate, too fast, from where he was.

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I don't believe Oswald acted alone. Too many shots, too accurate, too fast, from where he was.

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All of us who have ever fired an Italian 6.5 Carcano share your view. That gun is an absolute piece of shite, and I can't imagine what you'd have to do to it to make it accurate as a sharpshooter. The idea of him buying one surplus and pulling off those multiple distance shots stretches credibility beyond the breaking point.

That is honestly the worst made rifle I ever owned.

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I just turned three so my thought most likely was "I make poopoo" and a giggling sound.

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You did this to yourself.

I had been drinking all night, woke up and drove to my moms to cut her grass. It's a hot summer Alabama morning so I shed my shirt and get to mowing. All is well as I get an uncomfortable feeling in ma belly. I said to myself, "frick it, I'll make it". I continue to mow and just like lightning, I 2poop my britches. So I kill the mower and look down and behold, I have a 2girls-onecup-plus a can of alpo-campbells vegtable soup lookin mess running down my legs into the top of my sneakers. I am now pissed as I didn't bring my keys to mom's house and I sure as hell ain't setting my shitty arse in the seat of my '68 Barracuda. I walk around to the back of the house and get the hose pipe turned on, drop my shorts (commando) and start spraying. I'm now facing the house and that water is cold as hell. I get most of the sludge washed off my legs so I bend over, reach between my legs with the sprayer and blast the offending orifice. I then happen to look between my legs, past my mamouth slong, through the hose pipe monsoon and see my moms neighbor lady standing there upsidedowner as hell ~ 20 yards away from me. She's standing there, upsidedowner as hell, arms crossed, wide eyed stairing at me like I've done something wrong! So I stair right back at this upsidedowner as hell bitch and she don't fricken flinch. She's giving me the stink-eye and I'm giving her the three-eyed stink-eye so I just continue the irrigation of the offending orifice. Satisfied that ma bunghole is realatively clean, I stand up, turn around and put my shorts and shoes back on. As you may have guessed, this right-side up bitch is still standing there looking at me like I should cut her fricking grass! Not knowing what to do, I just give her one of these

That's like the third time you've told that story

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multiple distance shots stretches credibility beyond the breaking point.

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I've been to the site, and it really wasn't that far of a shot. Maybe 100 yards. I don't really have an opinion on all the conspiracy theories, though I did think JFK was a really interesting movie.

Don't know a thing about that particular rifle either, so I'll take your word for it.

ETA: I do think there was a cover up by the Warren Commission in their investigation, but what exactly they covered up, I don't know.

You think JFK really died that day?



He's chillin in Antigua with Elvis and Tupac.

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Did the SEC have games cancelled?

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I found where Aubrn beat FSU 21-15 on Nov. 23 and the IB was played Nov 30, Aubs won 10-8.

The State funeral was held on the Monday after the assassination. I just looked that up and it surprised me. It seemed to me like things went on for way more than 3 days, but I was a child and it was a very frightening time. It did seem we were out of school for a long time, but it was the Friday before Thanksgiving. We would normally have gotten out of school for the holiday at noon Wed before Thanksgiving. The buses ran early the day he was killed and we didn't go back to school until after Thanksgiving.