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John F. Kennedy was an inspiration to a generation [Commentary]
The walk home from school is what I remember most. It should have been a lighthearted schoolboy stroll for a sixth grader on a cloudy and mild Friday in late November, filled with visions of the weekend ahead and the long Thanksgiving holiday just a few days away. Instead, it was a mournful plodding along a route I had walked daily, yet, on that afternoon, my surroundings seemed somehow alien. The remnants of crisp fallen leaves crackling under foot served as constant reminders that, with each step, my childhood was palpably draining out of me and being left behind to evaporate into memory. I felt it tug at me as I trudged forward, but I dared not turn around to take one final look, for fear of the heartbreak the sight would surely induce. Better to keep my eyes ahead and march on stoically into the inevitable that would be all too vividly displayed on my home's television screen.
By Raymond Daniel Burke
November 22, 2013