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For those of us old to remember this was a sad, sad day.
Ah, the quick inauguration of LBJ.
MR beat me to it. Bobby Kennedy's death was terribly sad, but tinged also with anger and fear, coming so soon after MLK's. John Lennon's was sad, but he was, well, "only" a musician, not a Head of State. 9/11 was heart-wrenching, along with an avalanche of other emotions, which sort of overwhelmed the sadness. But 47 years after the event, no single day in American history has just been so damn heartbraking as the Day the President Was Shot. As Daniel Patrick Moynihan said to journalist Mary McGrory, who feared that the country would never laugh again: "Mary, we'll laugh again, but we'll never be young again."
MR and John, I agree. I had seen him the day before at his speech at Brooks AFB. The whole situation made for a weird introduction to the capricious brutality of the real world. That's Jackie's back, right? With her husband's casket in the next room...
I would assume from the expressions of the people in the cabin this is Jackie on the left, although she must have changed her clothes because when Johnson took the oath, Jackie was clearly still wearing the same suit she'd worn in the convertible (and it had a dark, contrasting collar). In fact, in most photos of the swearing in, blood stains are visible on her jacket. As I said, a sad, sad day.
Why not show the photo of Albert Thomas winking at LBJ...?
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