Gate City Gazette: 2013

On November 22nd, 1963 I was a nineteen year old working as an interoffice mail courier at Southwestern Bell Telephone Co. in downtown Ft Worth, Texas. I had the privilege to see and hear John F Kennedy on the morning of his assassination.

A Day I Will Never Forget

“Let’s go to the top of the building” said Greg, “We can get a better view from there. He’s going to be right in front of the Texas Hotel and we can see it all.”

Donnie smiled and said, “Nobody will be going topside today, the roof is sealed off and swarming with federal agents. They’ve been there since late last night.” Donnie was the senior guy in the mailroom, he knew all the secrets and he was in good with the boss, so we knew that he was telling the truth.

“When is he supposed to give his speech?” I asked.

Donnie smiled and said, “He’s going to speak from a temporary platform out in front of the hotel around 10:00 o’clock.”

I thought about my mail schedule and decided that I had just enough time to finish my first route and still get to the rally. It was such an exciting event; the President of the United States would be right here in Ft Worth, and I was going to get to see him in person. President John F Kennedy and Jackie had flown into Carswell Air Force Base the evening before and they had spent the night at the same hotel where my Senior Prom had been only a year earlier. The whole city was in a carnival-like atmosphere, everyone was so excited to see the man who had energized his country so strongly and given us all so much hope. I didn’t agree with his politics, but I so admired and respected the man. His charisma transcended party lines and just captured the heart and soul of America. I didn’t know a single person who did not esteem and respect him.

By now everyone knew that he was a war hero and that he had displayed great courage throughout his life. I had just finished reading his Pulitzer Prize award winning ‘Profiles in Courage’, so I knew that he respected the intrepid spirit of many great Americans himself. He was currently battling a chronic back problem that required the use of a back brace to walk. He was acquainted with persistent pain, but he prevailed over his personal dilemmas to perform his duties as President. He himself was a profile in courage over his personal health and his strong civil rights agenda. President Kennedy strongly supported the rights of all Americans to have equal access to the American way of life. He was a man who stood strongly for what he believed was right and for what he believed was right for America. It was going to be a great honor to see him.

I virtually ran through my intra-company mail route, chatting very little; as I was intent on getting through early enough to secure a good spot to hear the President. Greg finished about the same time, so we quickly hurried together and found a spot only fifty feet away from the front of the platform. I glanced around the surrounding buildings and noticed Secret Service men standing on the tops of every building within sight of the stage. Donnie smiled as he joined us and pointed to the top of the SW Bell Telephone building where we worked and said, “See I told you so”. There were indeed four men atop the building, and some were holding rifles. It was November 22nd; the weather was a typical cloudy and misty Fall day in Fort Worth. The crowd had grown to several thousand standing in a light misty rain by the time the dignitaries emerged from the lobby of the hotel.

First out of the hotel was Governor John Connally, followed by Vice President Lyndon Johnson, Senator Ralph Yarborough and then all cheered as President John F Kennedy came into view and climbed up the stairs to the podium. We applauded with the growing throng as we caught our first glimpse of the great man. We continued clapping, as it were, in a standing ovation since there was no where to sit. It was an exhilarating moment to be there and be a part of the history that was unfolding on this day. He only spoke for a few minutes, giving Governor Connally and Senator Yarborough a couple of minutes each to pay their respects. I remember how handsome and witty he was, and how much he seemed to care for his wife. He appeared hatless in an impeccable business suit, while all the others wore rain coats. He enthralled all of us with his words, he excused Jackie for not being there in a humorous way. His speech was political and was intended to heal a rift with Texans before the next election; it didn’t matter what he said, we were buying whatever he was selling. His charming Boston accent and his command of an audience were overwhelming; I decided I would probably vote for him in ‘64. None of my group thought to bring a camera, a decision we will always regret.

I thought then, that this was an historic occasion, and a day that I would never forget. When the elocutions were ended, the President was whisked away by an entourage of Secret Service back into the Texas Hotel for the final speech of his life to the Fort Worth Chamber of Commerce. A half hour later President Kennedy and Jackie were ushered into a waiting Cadillac convertible and we watched them drive down Houston Street with thousands of well wishers waving and cheering as they passed. It looked like a tickertape parade in New York City. It was a thrilling moment that I knew I would forever keep in my memory. None of us knew his schedule, other than that he was driving back to Carswell AFB and then flying to Love Field for a similar appearance in Dallas.

Greg said, “It seems really dumb to fly thirty miles to Dallas when he could probably drive there in the same time.”

Donnie smiled and said, “If he did that, he’d have to drive back to Carswell AFB when he left Dallas. This way he’ll have the plane in Dallas and he can fly back home from there. And anyway, it only takes 15 minutes to fly to Dallas”

“I don’t know about you boys, but I’m hungry,” I said. “Why don’t we celebrate and go to eat at the Zuider Zee.” It was my favorite restaurant and I was starving. It didn’t take much encouragement to recruit the others so we piled into Donnie’s Corvair Monza and headed for the restaurant. We were all so impressed by the President and the little bit of history that we were honored to witness. We shared our views and our pure utter joy as we waited for our lunch. Our food orders had just arrived at our table when the canned music abruptly stopped and we heard the excited voice of an out of breath reporter,

“ The President has just been… shot… in Dallas. His condition is not known at this time …all we know is that he was shot during a motorcade…. in downtown Dallas …..and he was taken to Parkland Hospital”

An inexplicable despair immediately arose from within as I fully absorbed what he said. I had never realized that brilliant sunshine could change so rapidly to pitch black darkness. I was filled with anger and shock; I felt robbed and cheated, I felt ashamed that it happened in Texas. Why would someone shoot him? Who did it? How did they do it? These are questions that are not satisfactorily answered even today. I remembered the man; the enormous integrity he exuded, the charming charisma that flowed through his very being. Fifty years hence, I still cannot imagine why anyone would choose to end his brilliant life. I left my favorite meal untouched on the table, and for the first time that day, Donnie stopped smiling. It was a day I will never forget.

From the John F Kennedy Presidential Library

“A light rain was falling on Friday morning, November 22, but a crowd of several thousand stood in the parking lot outside the Texas Hotel where the Kennedys had spent the night. A platform had been set up and the President, wearing no protection against the weather, came out to make some brief remarks. “There are no faint hearts in Fort Worth,” he began, “and I appreciate your being here this morning. Mrs. Kennedy is organizing herself. It takes longer, but, of course, she looks better than we do when she does it.” He went on to talk about the nation’s need for being “second to none” in defense and in space, for continued growth in the economy and “the willingness of citizens of the United States to assume the burdens of leadership.” The warmth of the audience response was palpable as the President reached out to shake hands amidst a sea of smiling faces.Back inside the hotel the President spoke at a breakfast of the Fort Worth Chamber of Commerce, focusing on military preparedness.

“We are still the keystone in the arch of freedom,” he said. “We will continue to do…our duty, and the people of Texas will be in the lead.”

   Well actually, we found a lot of color. You be the judge whether it's better or worse than other years. We finally had a sunny day and some time to venture out to some of our favorite places for fall color. Every year is different and we get a unique perspective of familiar places. One of our favorite spots is in the Carlson Dairy Rd area near the Greensboro CC Farm Golf Course. A side road winds down a maple lined street and past a beautiful pond surrounding a green on the course. I feel at peace when I am there, and it truly never looks the same from year to year.
   It is getting close to the Thanksgiving season and, it is days like today that remind me that we have so much to be thankful for. When I am surrounded by God's amazing artistry applied by His paintbrush, I remember how much we have been blessed, and how much we have to be thankful for.
   I hope that you enjoy some of these as much as I do.

These are from a 20 acre horse farm that I recently sold to a client in Walkertown NC,

This next group is from the campus of Guilford College near where we live.

This old oak on the campus has probably been here since before the college was founded in 1837.

The next group are of a red maple in NW Greensboro that I call "Katie's tree". A lady in my office stopped by 3-4 years ago and said, "You ought to take a picture of this tree I pass on my way to work". I did and I have every year since.

Our favorite community in the fall is the area surrounding the Greensboro Club Farm Course in NW Greensboro. You start out down a maple lined street and wind up on the border of the golf course. These are few of our favorite views we saw today.