November 22nd

November 22nd Must Be The Most Memorable Date In History Other Than Christmas. Most Know It As The Day President John F Kennedy Was Assassinated In Dallas Texas. I Don't Recall A Single Year Thereafter The News Media Has Not Reminded Us What Date It Was. Those Who Were Old Enough To Remember This Horrible Tragedy However Don't Need Reminders. Those Old Enough To Remember Know Exactly Where They Were When They First Heard Of The President's Shooting.

Today Marks The 50th Anniversary Of His Death. Ceremonies Of Remembrance Conducted Throughout This Day. I Was Only Eight Years Old. I Was Sitting In My 3rd Grade Classroom When The Principal Whispered Something In The Ear Of Our Teacher. Tears Were Steaming Down Her Face. At That Time She Sat On The Edge Of Her Desk To Give Us This Tragic News.

School Was Soon Dismissed And For Days We Watched History In The Making Over Our Black And White Television. These Events Are Etched In My Memory Forever.

However The 22nd Of November Holds Additional Memories For Me. On November 22, 2010 I Saw My Son Bobby For The Last Time. My Brother And I Drove Him To Indianapolis To Catch A Flight To Florida. He Needed To Get Out Of Danville And Into A Larger Economy So It Would Be Easier To Find Good Employment. Most Who Read My Blogs Know The End Result. So Now For Me The 22nd Day Of November Holds More Than One Reminder. Both I Remember With Sadness.

I Miss You So Much Bobby. There Is Not A Day That Goes By That I Don't Think Of You. This Picture Taken Of You Holds Fond Memories. I Have Found It Very Difficult To Find Complete Peace. I Still Cry At Times When I Sit And Day Dream Of The Times We Shared. For Those Who Don't Understand Why It's Still Difficult Even After Three Years Have Never Lost A Child. I Have A Big Void In My Life That Nothing Can Ever Fill. It's Gone Forever.
I Try Not To Sadden My Readers By My Depressed Writings. I Can't Promise You I Won't Write About Bobby Again. I Will However Try To Find More Uplifting Topics To Share With You In Future Blogs.
For My Friends That Believe In  Prayer I Ask That You Continue To Pray For Me And My Family. I Seldom Talk About Bobby With My Immediate Family Because They Too Are Hurting And There Is Nothing I Can Say Or Do To Take That Pain Away. So We Just Avoid The Topic All Together. Don't Get Me Wrong, His Name Comes Up In Different Conversations We Have. Fond Memories. A Moment We Can Actually Smile Because It Was A Happy Time. Most Importantly It's A Memory We Can Cherish For A Lifetime.