10th grade on Guam. News came over the radio. First time I paused to ponder what being dead meant. Too much conflicting circumstance and tales came out of that deal, I was skeptical from day one. About 20 years later I visited the School Book Depository and took a look out Oswald's window. A 4 alarm retard could'a made those shots. They could have been made from the grassy knoll too. Thing that implicates Oswald so much in my mind is what he did later while trying to slip away. Why in hell did he kill Officer Tippet? Must have been feeling a little insecure for some reason...
