Nov. 22, 1963: Pat and I were living in Paris; Sperry Gyroscope Co. had sent him there on business. One night in November we were invited to a friend’s house for dinner. The door was opened by our host and his wife who looked very serious and said, “Have you heard the news.” They said Kennedy had been shot and that it happened in Texas. They invited us in to listen to the television for more information. Before long Kennedy was pronounced dead and we were a very sad little group. Pat and I decided we wanted to go down to the American embassy.

In 1963 Pat, my husband was sent to Paris on business and I went along too. Our daughter Christine was with us. Pat was scheduled to go to Stockholm and since Chris and I had Eurail passes we thought it would be interesting to accompany him. It was Christmastime and as it turned out at the last minute Pat’s assignment was changed to London, but Chris and I decided to go to Stockholm anyway and we did.