Those old enough to recall fateful day share their thoughts at Crookston High School.

    Note to readers: Times student staff writer Torrie Greer spoke to staff at CHS Thursday about their memories of the fateful events of Nov. 22, 1963. She spoke with Kathy Twite, Gaye Wick, Beth Carlson and Ray Lutovsky, and their thoughts appear here. Also, at you’ll find a video of CHS counselor Jackie Robertson describing her memories of the events that unfolded that Friday in Dallas.

Beth Carlson
    I remember the teachers crying – that bothered kids because they had not seen this emotion from their teachers before. All of this emotion was too much for the little kids. They were young enough that they wanted to be involved, they wanted to emulate the older kids but didn't truly understand what was going on or why everyone was upset.

    I remember we got out of school after it happened and I went over to my BFF Jeanie's house. We were both giggling, just being kids, and her older sister started to scold us, telling us we shouldn't be crying because the president was dead and we were not showing the correct attitude. But we were just being kids, we didn't realize the severity of the situation.

Kathy Twite
    I was in the third grade. Our school had two grades per room, in a two room schoolhouse. I went to a Catholic school, and I remember thinking that this was a big deal, since the President was Catholic.  

    I remember the teacher going into the cloak room and crying, something we couldn't understand. We were dismissed from school and I remember my mom just being devastated. I couldn't understand the sadness, the deep emotion that was going on. It was an incredible amount of sadness.

Ray Lutovsky
    Well, I don't remember much of the actual event – I was only eight years old – but I do remember watching the funeral on TV. I specifically remember watching the horse in the funeral, the way the boots were turned backwards in the stirrups. I remember it being so quiet, so completely somber in the living room.