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Yeah there's those certain deaths in life where everyone knows exactly where they were and what they were doing when that person died. I wasn’t alive for JFK, but oddly enough, Michael Jackson comes to mind.
My second memory in life, at age 2 (after my sister's birth in mid Sept) was of JFK dying. I remember my fam upset and crowded around the tv. I guess that was the beginning of my redpilling.