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The world changed forty-five years ago today, November 22, when President Kennedy was killed in Dallas. Where was I? At college in opera class. The professor played Verdi's "Requiem". My next class was Wagner, and that professor played, of course, "Twilight of the Gods" or "Gotterdammerung".
Not even music could ease the shock, the pain, the shattering that lingers forty-five years later.
Where can you experience what that time was like, and what that "Camelot" era was like? Boston's John F. Kennedy Presidential Library & Museum.
The museum sweeps visitors back into the fascinating era, with 25 multimedia exhibits including the studio set of the first televised presidential debate between a gorgeous, virile Kennedy and a perspiring, stubbly Nixon. The frenzied excitement of the neck-and-neck 1960 presidential campaign is recreated. Nixon proclaims until the last moment, "We are going to win it."
Jacqueline Kennedy breathily guides television viewers on a tour of the White House she redecorated. The "Cuban Missile Crisis" gallery contains previously classified material and cabinet meetings revealing just how close the U.S. and the Soviet Union came to the brink of nuclear war. JFK's White House press conferences show his quick wit and mastery of issues ranging from the Cold War to the nascent space program. He is most eloquent and persuasive in his televised address from the Oval Office on the inflamed civil rights issue.
That brings us to the museum's timely current exhibition, "The Making of A President". The exhibit shows what prepared Kennedy, the youngest president and the first Catholic president. Among the displays are his writings back as far as a prep school essay entitled "Justice"; the 1957 Pulitzer Prize certificate for his book "Profiles in Courage" about his WWII Navy experiences; and the typewriter he used to write another book, "Why England Slept" before WWII.
America was awakened violently when its princely, charming president was assassinated on November 22, 1963. May that never, ever happen again.


