Yesterday was the fiftieth anniversary of the assassination of President Kennedy. Now ask not what this blog can do for you, but what you can do for this blog. I think it is your turn to write. So send me your memory of November 22, 1963. I can tell you what I remember. I was 6 and sitting on the floor in our living room in Gentofte, outside Copenhagen. My father was away and my mother was home. The radio blared, "Kennedy er skud!" That is my memory. It does not mean that is what happened! But then you knew that. The other thing that happened that day in 1963 is that Lyndon Baines Johnson became president. I love me some LBJ. Say what you will but he damn sure got 'er done. Anyhoo....If you remember that day (and only if you remember your own experience. So I know that cuts out a few people on this list, but not many. And if you feel like writing to me anyway, you are certainly welcome to do so; I will write back I promise!) write down what you remember and send me the results! Were any of you at the ASK convention in Dallas in (what year was it again? 1993?) and saw the guy with the manhole theory, I can't remember exactly how it went, but it was my favorite theory. It explained the hole in the throat. I also remember we came away from the conference with no more puzzle pieces than we had when we went in, but we all agreed that we could not rely on what the Warren Commission produced. I think maybe Arlen Spector knows what happened, but he ain't talking. And, when I was in college the first time, which was 1975 in Ann Arbor, they ran the Zapruder film (look it up; it's the one with the umbrella man) constantly in the atrium between Mason and Haven Halls. There were teach-ins on the assassination, lettuce boycotts, protests asking the U of M to divest from South Africa---and all kinds of stuff. You try that shit at a college these days and you get cuffed, disappeared, and delivered to the puppet authorities. The other day we were in the library, and this guy with a buzz cut and Hawaiian shirt about 65 years old approaches a young lady with wings tattooed on her back and earbuds firmly in place..."say, can you open a document for me?" He hands her a flashdrive. "Have you ever heard of the John F Kennedy assassination? Well, this has the whole thing with all the players." So she agrees to open it, never answering his history question. "Thanks. It's pretty hot stuff. Be careful who you talk to," says the guy. Maybe he knows?