The characters melted into their roles so well that it had the feeling of a documentary. And I learned a lot, knew that Oswald's mother was crazy, but I never knew about his brother, poor guy. I thought the actors who played the medical staff were completely believable and that Paul Giamatti ("John Adams"
as Abraham Zapruder was amazing.
I was in elementary school when the president was assassinated. My "reading group" was allowed to go to the library and that's where we heard. "Coach," the gym teacher, had a free period and heard the news on the radio. He ran and told the sixth grade teacher who was in the closest classroom. That teacher came running into the library and told the librarian.
That's when we heard and ran like hell back to our classroom which was at the very end of the hall. We totally forgot about our promise not to run and to be quiet. We ran in and told our teacher, who ran out of the classroom to find out more. What I remember was that school was chaos that day. We were sent home early and spent what seemed like ages in the gym waiting for our buses. Everybody was scared.
When I got home, my mother already knew. Her neighbor had come over, sobbing, for "her president." They were very staunch Catholics. I knew that my parents voted for Nixon, but that didn't matter, he was our president. My mother was particularly shook up, remember going into the kitchen to tell her that I'd just seen Oswald shot, live on television, and that's when she really fell apart. It's still tough for me to accept that something like this happened in this country. 
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