Monday, November 22, 2010

Has It Been Forty-Seven Years Already?

It has been a lifetime since those shots rang out on a Dallas street... We still remember... Also, on the same day, writers C.S.Lewis and Aldous Huxley died; President John F. Kennedy the Catholic, C.S. Lewis the Evangelical Anglican (or whatever he really was), and Aldous Huxley the classic skeptical secular humanist.

I've already told the story of that day in a previous post. It was a day that in retrospect marked a distinct turning point in our lives. That day marked the passing of what was left of the innocence of our childhood of the 1950's.

I've learned over the years to mourn the death of all people. If I can not mourn for the life they lived, I mourn for the life they should and could have lived... Even God Himself takes no pleasure in the death of the wicked1...


~ The Billy Goat ~

(1Ezekiel 33:11)

1 comment:

Steve Scott said...

There's a saying about JFK's death. You remember exactly where you were when you heard about it. Me? I was in my mother's womb. I'm not claiming to remember that.

I find it hard to imagine what the country went through when Kennedy was shot. But time passes in a very strange way, as I'm finding out in my (ahem!) late 40's.