It's worth remembering that musical associations are bound to be some of the first things we think about when JFK comes to mind: Camelot, his friendship with Frank Sinatra, Marilyn's rendition of "Happy Birthday," and the like.
JFK WTF? you say. Well, it's not as crazy as it sounds. Join me in the way-back machine for a thought experiment in JFK alternate history.
Four e-book singles relating to the assassination of President John F. Kennedy have been published this fall, timed to the 50th anniversary of his murder. All four are exceptional examples of long-form journalism.
For those of us powerfully motivated toward public service by the Kennedy challenge to our idealism, one not heard since then, we choose to believe that he had the potential to become that rare political leader beyond politics, certainly beyond partisanship.
That is the Kennedy I like to think of when everyone asks, "Where were you when you heard JFK was shot." I was at my own birthday party with balloons and a Barbie cake with five glowing candles and presents and games and an understanding that something enormous had shifted in the universe and my happy birthday would never be truly happy again.
The possibility that Lee Harvey Oswald had assistance can never be precluded. But the real question is not how but why Oswald assassinated the president. His death ended the hope of unraveling his motive.
Unless you've been living under a rock the past few weeks you're probably aware that Friday is the 50th anniversary of the death of JFK. Documentaries...
Today marks the 50th anniversary of the assassination of John F. Kennedy. NFL commissioner Pete Rozelle made the tough decision to keep the NFL schedule intact, and on November 24, games were played.
The cause of equality for women is an important part of John F. Kennedy's legacy, and I hope that women everywhere join me today in thinking about how President Kennedy would want us to continue the work he began fifty years ago.
I was sitting in Miss Chambliss' 5 grade classroom at Oakhurst Elementary School in Fort Worth. It was a beautiful, crisp late autumn day, one of th...
Watching, once again, the chilling frames of the Zapruder film, I realize that ever since those fateful moments I've been on a long, slow journey away from what I don't believe and towards something -- anything -- in which I can deeply and wholeheartedly believe.
President Kennedy, frozen in time at the age of 46, with much promise on the horizon and smiling into the Dallas sunshine, is with us still. Like Peter Pan, he never ages, while all of the rest of us, like Wendy, grow old.
This week marks the 50th anniversary of JFK's assassination, an event that scarred the American psyche and still fuels the most pervasive conspiracy ...
Let's look beyond the repellant spectacle of politics in Washington to reflect on a president who rallied America to greatness and consider how we can bring his legacy alive in our generation.
At the Convention, my boss, the great UP journalist Bill Higginbotham, equipped me with a brand new invention, a cordless mic and assigned me to cover the vote of the delegation that would put JFK over the top.
After completing this song, it must have been 2 a.m. in the morning when we finally called it a night. We were awakened to the news that President Kennedy had been taken to Parkland Memorial Hospital in Dallas. For a bunch of carefree guys in our early twenties, our innocence was lost.