Where were you when…

We were nearing the end of the football season. We played “flag” football, no tackling (at least not according to the rules). I remember Pat Houterman running with the ball and using his free hand in a nifty swing motion to prevent an opponent from pulling the flag tucked into the back of his jeans. It was 1963 and my team was 0 and 10, and I remember Tony Bruder saying that we couldn’t lose them all. Boy did we prove him wrong! Anyway, we were walking back up the hill to Bellefontaine after a football game on November 22, when a visibly shaken Fr. Lanphier came running down towards us. He told us that President Kennedy had just been shot.