The couple (I can no longer remember their names) who were the founders of POLF (“Parents of Large Families”) had this picture taken at their home, which I think may have been in Darien. Ask Dad. Anyway, they had EIGHT kids and lots of photos of their kids doing chores, etc. Later, this same couple was interviewed on CBS news radio by none other than Betty Furness. Our family was also mentioned. I remember sitting up in bed in the attic door bedroom, straining to hear every word. “The Pratts” were referred to as “George and Joanne Pratt, who had two sets of fraternal twins,” I THINK. Memory gets cloudy! Again, I would ask Dad!
Don’t forget, Mom also did not keep her copy of “Victoria Regina!” Guess it brought back too many memories of “what could have been.”
The little girl in the background is actually a grown woman who’s walking. So I was surprised when I picked this frame and saw how she appeared to be a standing child. Go to YouTube and search of Zapruder. The cleaned-up and stabliized copies of the film are very good, although small.
Regarding the picture in Parade Magazine, we were sitting on the tailgate, but I have a vague memory that it wasn’t our station wagon we were sitting. I don’t understand why Mom didn’t save multiple copies of that issue. I couldn’t find even one after she passed away.
WICKED! I would love to see that again. We were all sitting on the pulled-down tailgate of our (?) station wagon.
Actually, I remember hearing about while we were in Mrs. Pini’s class. But I could be wrong.
Which reminds me. I’m going to be making a trip to the Boston Public Library in an attempt to find the Parade Magazine from 1964, that has us in it. I showed that issue to Mrs. Pini, which would place it between February and June.
YIKES! That’s 43 years ago. I still remember not hearing a WORD about it until we physically left the school buiiding (Winnepauk) from Mrs. Pini’s third grade class. I distinctly remember seeing a lot of mothers standing around crying. One was wailing, “Jack is gone! Jack is gone!” Tom, being 5 years older, was in eighth grade, and he remembers them announcing it over the PA system at Catholic School. Yes, the nuns all crossed themselves over and over again and wept. They then had to spend the rest of the day praying for the president.
I meant to say “BLOWN out” and Molly was nine MONTHS old! Sheesh, I’m getting forgetful!
YOW! Just what I needed to see: JFK’s brains getting blow out. I wonder who that little girl in the background is; she’d certainly be about our age now. Talk about traumatic!
I’ve actually been to Dealy Plaza, during a visit to Tom’s sister Diane’s family in Irving, TX (when she was still alive, natch). Molly was only nine. There were so many creepy souvenier hawkers around. You could also take a ride in an “identical” presidential limo that followed tha parade path right up to the hospital. Oddly, at one point, I turned around to see the limo parked, and a crowd of people around the driver. Looking closer, I realized I was looking at comedian JOHN LOVETT and some blond bimbo having a deep discussion with the limo driver. Diane wanted to run over and get his autograph, but Tom wouldn’t let her. I did squeeze off one shot (Oooh, bad pun, considering where we were standing) of John and “entourage.” If I can figure out how to scan it and compress it, I’ll send it to you, Dougie, and you can post it.
The Book Depository was especially creepy. Very quiet inside. The only thing that was awful were some of the comments left in the “guest book” One idiotic kid had written “I WANT MY DADDY BACK!” signed JFK, Jr. Of course, JFK would die only 3 years later …
The couple (I can no longer remember their names) who were the founders of POLF (“Parents of Large Families”) had this picture taken at their home, which I think may have been in Darien. Ask Dad. Anyway, they had EIGHT kids and lots of photos of their kids doing chores, etc. Later, this same couple was interviewed on CBS news radio by none other than Betty Furness. Our family was also mentioned. I remember sitting up in bed in the attic door bedroom, straining to hear every word. “The Pratts” were referred to as “George and Joanne Pratt, who had two sets of fraternal twins,” I THINK. Memory gets cloudy! Again, I would ask Dad!
Don’t forget, Mom also did not keep her copy of “Victoria Regina!” Guess it brought back too many memories of “what could have been.”
The little girl in the background is actually a grown woman who’s walking. So I was surprised when I picked this frame and saw how she appeared to be a standing child. Go to YouTube and search of Zapruder. The cleaned-up and stabliized copies of the film are very good, although small.
Regarding the picture in Parade Magazine, we were sitting on the tailgate, but I have a vague memory that it wasn’t our station wagon we were sitting. I don’t understand why Mom didn’t save multiple copies of that issue. I couldn’t find even one after she passed away.
WICKED! I would love to see that again. We were all sitting on the pulled-down tailgate of our (?) station wagon.
Actually, I remember hearing about while we were in Mrs. Pini’s class. But I could be wrong.
Which reminds me. I’m going to be making a trip to the Boston Public Library in an attempt to find the Parade Magazine from 1964, that has us in it. I showed that issue to Mrs. Pini, which would place it between February and June.
YIKES! That’s 43 years ago. I still remember not hearing a WORD about it until we physically left the school buiiding (Winnepauk) from Mrs. Pini’s third grade class. I distinctly remember seeing a lot of mothers standing around crying. One was wailing, “Jack is gone! Jack is gone!” Tom, being 5 years older, was in eighth grade, and he remembers them announcing it over the PA system at Catholic School. Yes, the nuns all crossed themselves over and over again and wept. They then had to spend the rest of the day praying for the president.
I meant to say “BLOWN out” and Molly was nine MONTHS old! Sheesh, I’m getting forgetful!
YOW! Just what I needed to see: JFK’s brains getting blow out. I wonder who that little girl in the background is; she’d certainly be about our age now. Talk about traumatic!
I’ve actually been to Dealy Plaza, during a visit to Tom’s sister Diane’s family in Irving, TX (when she was still alive, natch). Molly was only nine. There were so many creepy souvenier hawkers around. You could also take a ride in an “identical” presidential limo that followed tha parade path right up to the hospital. Oddly, at one point, I turned around to see the limo parked, and a crowd of people around the driver. Looking closer, I realized I was looking at comedian JOHN LOVETT and some blond bimbo having a deep discussion with the limo driver. Diane wanted to run over and get his autograph, but Tom wouldn’t let her. I did squeeze off one shot (Oooh, bad pun, considering where we were standing) of John and “entourage.” If I can figure out how to scan it and compress it, I’ll send it to you, Dougie, and you can post it.
The Book Depository was especially creepy. Very quiet inside. The only thing that was awful were some of the comments left in the “guest book” One idiotic kid had written “I WANT MY DADDY BACK!” signed JFK, Jr. Of course, JFK would die only 3 years later …