On this day in 1968, RFK was shot by an assassin who, to this day, doesn't remember doing it. At just age 10, this was my wake up moment into the adult world of thinking. I wanted to know and understand every detail of what was being reported. I collected all the newspaper articles about the assassination, funeral, investigation and trial. I pasted them into a scrap book, which years later would earn me an A in a history class project.

All that said, I am not an expert on the RFK murder, or the Kennedy's. I moved on to other interests.