Even if I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me;
Sefer Tehilim, Psalm 23
When John Kennedy was shot and killed in 1963 I was sitting at the table of the dinette of the kitchen table eating a slice of pizza. I had come home from Yeshiva less than an hour before the news broke, I couldn't believe that this kind of thing could happen---how could they kill a President and what did it all mean. It was a bright sunny day. After sitting and listening with my mother I then went out to play punch ball with my friends.