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I remember it clearly. I was in 8th grade shop class when an announcement came over the intercom. They let school out early. I wasn't very aware of the outside world and had no idea of the gravity of an assassination, but I'll never forget the shock and sadness that overcame everyone around me. My uncle hated Kennedy, and I adored my uncle, but he had died of an aneurysm about two weeks before Kennedy was killed. I was conflicted and confused.