Originally Posted by vivaldirules
In first grade in Arlington, TX (about 15 miles west of Dallas). We were fingerpainting, although I had not yet had my opportunity to do that yet and so I was waiting impatiently. We were then told something about someone important dying and so we went outside and said the pledge of allegiance and the flag was lowered and we went home. I never did get to try fingerpainting. And we probably haven't had a president as bright as JFK since. (these two facts are presumably unrelated)
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