20 Famous JFK Quotes

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Posted on October 31, 2013 by ktxd47

1) “The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.”

2) “An economy hampered by restrictive tax rates will never produce enough revenue to balance our budget, just as it will never produce enough jobs or enough profits.”

3) “If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few who are rich.”

4) “If we cannot end our differences at least we can make the world safe for diversity.”

5) “A child miseducated is a child lost.”

6) “If scientific discovery has not been an unalloyed blessing, if it has conferred on mankind the power not only to create but also to annihilate, it has at the same time provided humanity with a supreme challenge and a supreme testing.”

7) “I am deeply touched not as deeply touched as you have been coming to this dinner, but nevertheless it is a sentimental occasion.”

8) “It is time for a new generation of leadership to cope with new problems and new opportunities. For there is a new world to be won.”

9) “Economic growth without social progress lets the great majority of people remain in poverty. While a privileged few reap the benefits of rising abundance.”

10) “The very word ‘secrecy’ is repugnant in a free and open society; and we are as a people inherently and historically opposed to secret societies, to secret oaths, and to secret proceedings.”

11) “The human mind is our fundamental resource.”

12) “I am certain that after the dust of centuries has passed over our cities, we, too, will be remembered not for victories or defeats in battle or in politics, but for our contribution to the human spirit.”

13) “Mothers all want their sons to grow up to be president, but they don’t want them to become politicians in the process.”

14) “Tolerance implies no lack of commitment to one’s own beliefs. Rather it condemns the oppression or persecution of others.”

15) “One person can make a difference, and everyone should try.”

16) “Politics is like football; if you see daylight, go through the hole.”

17) “As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.”

18) “Do not pray for easy lives, pray to be stronger men.”

19) “Let us never negotiate out of fear, but let us never fear to negotiate.”

20) “Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.”

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Dallas News Anchor Midge Hill Remembers JFK

Posted on October 28, 2013 by ktxd47

We were scurrying around our little starter apartment, my two baby boys and I, just another normal day of mayhem, open mouths and dirty bottoms, TV as background. A glance out the dusty window: another cold, gray November day in the coal mines and steel mills along the Ohio River Valley. Our hometown was called Bellaire. Bellaire, with its soot dusted snow and rust tinged skies.

Early in the afternoon, the pall that always hung over town deepened. Walter Cronkite interrupted the soap opera “As the World Turns” with a bulletin. President Kennedy was shot as he rode in his motorcade in Dallas. It was a thousand, two hundred miles away but TV brought the tragedy home.

The shock was palpable; it simply was not to be believed. But it was true. And it wasn’t very long before there were no soaps, no game shows, and no old movies on TV. It was Dallas and only Dallas.

My sisters and brothers, my mom and dad phoned, visited, and prayed together. We took a special pride in our President. He was, like us, Irish Catholic. He gave us verification. He was one of us.

We knew there were political foes, but this could not be happening. We watched the chaos; sirens howling, cars speeding the President to Parkland hospital, along with Texas Governor John Connally. We saw secret service agents scrambling, people ducking for cover.

We ached while the throngs outside the emergency room cried and waited for word from a doctor, a nurse, anybody who was in the room with the President to tell us he was not badly hurt. That was not to be. It was the first time I could remember the whole country binding together at one point, with one hope, one prayer.

We watched as Dallas Police Officer J.D. Tippit was shot and killed, as Jack Ruby shot Lee Harvey Oswald, and it was live. It was the whole world gone under.

Dallas wasn’t on my radar, never thought it was in my future. But I have to say I don’t now and didn’t then think ill of the city, and really, I never heard anyone in my hometown circle of friends harbor ill will for Dallas.

Those are bleak days America and I won’t ever forget.

Legendary Dallas TV News Anchor Tracy Rowlett Remembers JFK

Posted on October 24, 2013 by ktxd47

It was night time in Tripoli, Libya, the afternoon that President Kennedy was murdered in Dallas. I was in the Air Force, stationed at Wheelus Air Base in Tripoli, and working for the U.S. Armed Forces Radio and Television Service.

We were broadcasting a base football game and I was the newsman on duty, a job that usually amounted to little more than reading a short half-time newscast.

But not this night.

Our wire services (for reasons I still can’t determine) came to us in a code which was little more than a rudimentary numbers to letters translation. Mystifying because it was a code that anyone could have easily figured out.

The young airman who was on engineering duty that night also had the responsibility of deciphering the wires and supplying me with the written translations. Suddenly, he burst into the control room almost in a panic. “President Kennedy has been shot in Dallas,” he was excited and shouting. “Here,” he said, “look at this.” He handed me the first terse AP bulletin and then very abruptly turned and ran back to gather the news flashes that were now ringing the bells on the wire machines.

Tripoli was what was often called a “hyper-sensitive” area. It was just next door to Egypt, then under the iron control of Gamal Abdel Nasser, the most revered figure in the Middle East. Increasingly, other Arab nations, including Libya, felt the pull of Nasser’s defiance of the Western powers, the first middle eastern ruler to suggest a mighty United Arab Republic. It was imperative that those of us who represented the United States on radio and television did nothing to show disrespect for our host country or offend the Libyan people.

What could be more offensive than assassinating the very popular President Kennedy?

I paid no attention whatsoever to military protocol. Seeking permission from no one, I keyed the mike, interrupted our sports announcers, and began giving the news bulletins that were now rapidly being placed before me. At first our sports announcers were equally stunned, but continued to call the game as best they could between my increasing interruptions.

In the stands at the game, fans who had carried portable radios began to share the information with their neighbors. And as I announced the terrible news that the President was dead, the game was stopped. People stood, some were openly crying, while some of the military personnel rushed back to their duty stations fearing what might happen as the word spread around the world of the assassination.

The only live link we had with the U.S. was the telephone, and our base lines were jammed with military commanders — Army, Navy, Marines and Air Force — getting their orders and more news from Washington.

Our small radio and television studios and offices were gradually filled by high ranking officers, CIA officials, embassy staff, US Information Agency personnel and others, all trying to see the wires as the stories came through.

I was no one’s friend that night, having broken protocol and failing to notify higher ups before going full throttle on whatever news I could report. I was braced in the hall outside our control room and was loudly chewed out and threatened with disciplinary action before cooler heads prevailed and I was allowed to go back on the air to continue my broadcasts.

Between stories, we played heavy classical music, and the night wore on. Through the haze of the next seemingly endless days and nights, grabbing only short naps when I could, I reported on both radio and television the events unfolding in Dallas and Washington: Lee Harvey Oswald gunning down policeman J.D. Tippit, Oswald’s late night news conference, Jack Ruby shooting Oswald and, finally, the President’s funeral.

Reverberations from this incredible series of almost unbelievable events were felt around the world, and America was vilified in some quarters and defended in others.

Our broadcast signals reached deep into the middle east and southern Europe, and English speaking listeners and viewers responded with letters pouring into our offices. I had never seen such impact, and realized our audience was depending on our stations for a clearer picture of JFK’s assassination and it’s terrible aftermath.

It was the recordings of our newscasts through that dark period that I used to land my first commercial broadcasting job after my military discharge less than a year later. And 10 years later, I was hired in the city that the world would forever link to one of the saddest and darkest times in U.S. history. I came to Dallas.