I've lived in Dallas suburbs for for over 22 years. I've worked less than a mile from the spot where President John F. Kennedy was shot for 19 years. I've never walked around Dealey Plaza and I've only been to the 6th Floor Museum at the old Texas School Book Repository once with a 6th grade field trip.
By the time this post goes live, I'll be home in bed, avoiding the circus surrounding today's 50th anniversary of the assassination of Kennedy.
I'm a history major and I love presidential cards so I can't explain the reason for my distancing from the anniversary. It should be right up my alley, but I find the whole thing a bit gruesome. CNN and other networks are repeatedly showing the assassination frame by frame right up to the point where Kennedy's head explodes and they leave that image up on the screen as if they just got video evidence of the existence of unicorns. I think it's a bit much and since part of my job is to have the news on all the time, I've grown weary of the buildup to today. I'll just be glad when it's over and the focus on Dallas won't be that this is where Kennedy was killed. It flares up a little each year, but of course 50 is a nice round number so it's been even worse.
Sometimes I wonder if Kennedy would be remembered so fondly if he'd lived. His womanizing and cheating on Jackie might have tarnished his image a bit more had he lived. Alas, we'll never know.
It's a solemn day in Dallas and so I'll avoid any witty (in my head) cracks about Kennedy, the assassination and how this city will always be remembered for his death.