Why I Can't Love Dallas, Texas — huffingtonpost.com

As a sometime travel writer, one of the least favorite places I've visited was Dallas, Texas. Dallas, in my mind, has always been associated with the assassination of President John F. Kennedy. I first heard the news of the assassination when one of the nuns in my parochial school announced that the president was dead. Classes were cancelled and we went home where we stayed glued to the television set for three or more days watching replay after replay of the JFK motorcade passing the Texas School Book Depository building, where the president was shot. We watched in horror as the motorcade rounded the bend at the Grassy Knoll and the First Lady, in a frenzied panic, seemed to be climbing out of the back of the presidential convertible.

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