Today marks the 50th anniversary of the assassination of President Kennedy. While I was not yet born when the horrific events in Dallas transpired, through the recent media coverage leading up to the anniversary, I have watched the interviews of many individuals who were present that day. These “living connections” to an event that shocked the nation are eye opening to say the least. Even 50 years onward, the death of a President has left a lasting and emotional impression on so many.
The passage of time has eliminated the “living connection” to the assassination of Abraham Lincoln. While books and articles provide us with the written words of the nation’s grief, hearing those words spoken with the cadence and emotion of one who lived through those days is something that cannot be duplicated. Being so far removed from Lincoln’s assassination gives us the benefit of objectivity, yes, but it also naturally diminishes the impact.
So today, as so many reflect on the events of 11/22/1963, I can’t help but think of the past generations who reflected on 4/14/1865 with the same shock, the same confusion, and the same grief for their fallen leader.