THE GOLDEN AGE OF JHS ~ 1963 ~ Page V
Late December, 1963 - The Four Seasons
Musing wih Cecil Buffington
I remember it well. I walked into the gym and was dressing for basketball practice. Walton Halski walked in and asked no one in particular, "Hey, you guys heard about Kennedy being shot. It's all over the news." November 22, 1963.
The innocence of the "feel good" sixties was gone. Vietnam was heating up, racial tensions were escalating nationwide and those infernal Beatles would soon decend upon America. It was a volatile time in our American history.
Not a lot changed in Jefferson that was readily visible. My parents still went to work every day. My sister, Dianne, brother Jack and I went to school everyday just like always, but we could sense a change coming. America did change after the kennedy assasination. Attitudes changed from wide-open "feel good" to a period of caution.
Technology exploded with color televisions becoming common household items. Space exploration increased until we reached the ultimate achievement of placing a man on the moon in 1969. Vietnam would end with an American defeat, but there would always be more wars to win later.
It was my junior year at Jefferson High School. One more year before I would have to step out into this great big world and fend for myself.
There has always been something about 1963 that makes it a special year in my life. Maybe it was the year in my life that things stopped being so simple. Maybe I realized that there was not an easy ride out there in the world after high school. I had one year left to make a statement to myself. To prepare for life after Jefferson High School.
My attitude by the end of the school year was: Goodbye 1963!
Bring it on 1964!