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In reply to the discussion: 1968 (Your Help, Please!) [View all]villager
(26,001 posts)1) I told my mom about ML King's assassination. Teletyped bulletins were crawling across the bottom of the screen while my sisters watched the Flintsones (I think) in the afternoon. "Who is Martin Luther King?," I asked, going into her bedroom where she napped.
I'd heard of him, but wasn't sure. She told me. Then I said "well, he's been shot." I still remember how my mom bolted up in bed after that.
2) Being political at an early age, and growing up in a Kennedy-supporting family, I was hoping for an RFK win in the California primary. My dad came in to my room in the morning, holding up the SF Chronicle with the headline about RFK's assassination (he may not have technically been dead, by the the time the paper went to press...)
Nothing, really, has worked right, or well, in this country, since then. The wrong guys won. And they were willing to kill to do it.