Wednesday

What an eye opening and remembrance day. We started off for Dealy Plaza and got there before the Sixth Floor museum opened. We looked at every angle we could about the plaza including the picket fence, the grassy knoll and were able between traffic lights to walk on the road and look back to the sixth floor.

We thought Dealy Plaza looked small. I suppose that a big event makes the venue seem larger. There is a marker there denoting it as place of historical significance which occurred there.

This is the marker I referred to above. 

The picture at the top of this post is a plaque on the front wall of the book depository.  If you look closely at the bottom of the marker you will see where people over the years have tried to scratch out the work allegedly in the narrative.  Remember there was no conviction in the crime.

I suppose we could go for paragraphs about the assassination and whether there was a conspiracy or not.  For all of the theories that abound, I think that emotion and not fact still rules here.  One commenter said this about the day... put everything on a simple balance scale.  When you put the power of the presidency, the good it represents, the hope of youth and the future; and try to balance against the lone assassin, the scales tip so wildly that it cries out for a theory or explanation.ss

I was on Bus 202 when I heard about the assassination.

I had a poem published about the day.  I will post that when I get a chance.

We lined up to tour the museum when it opened. There is a multi-media tour. I found the interviews with witnesses to be enlightening.  In addition is a complete model of the plaza as it appeared that day.  The signage is as it was as well as all the details.  There are strings that trace the bullets' path and the vehicles.

We, like everyone else saw it all unfold that weekend on television.  What the tour reminded us was the tremendous outpouring of greif that was felt throughout the world.

More to come, time to hit the road.