I absolutely remember where I was, standing in our dining room in the house in Illinois when someone came in to tell my parents, and then we turned on the TV.

I was 11, and it didn't really hit me horribly hard right away, but I remember how upset my parents were. And I remember thinking I should call my friend Alice, because her parents didn't believe in having a TV so she wouldn't know.

Also, I was part of the generation who first became conscious there was such a thing as politics when JFK was assassinated.