This morning at 4:34am, after a night of trying to sleep and waking up from dreams repeatedly, I was wired awake by a noise that got louder and louder. It was a dragging noise, I thought, like someone dragging a large machine along the pavement with a tow vehicle. Then came the smell, a strong burning rubber smell. I pulled open my blind and looked outside to see a vehicle turning left at the intersection outside my window. It was still dark outside, so I couldn’t make out what kind of vehicle it was.
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John Fitzgerald Kennedy, 60 years later
Today marks the 60th anniversary that John Fitzgerald Kennedy, former President of the United States, was assassinated. That was before I was even born, and yet it has had a strong lingering effect.