I was in elementary school, living on a navy based. A boy in my class had been sent to the principal's office, and he came back at the end of the day and whispered to us that the President (Kennedy) had been shot. I teacher overheard and told him to be quiet. My BFF and I got on the navy buss that would take us to home, on the base. We were the only 2 that lived on the based itself, the other children, lived in navy housing off the base. We had asked the driver if it was true, when we first got on the bus, he told us to sit down and did not answer. But my BFF and I, knew that if the flag was at half mast, it was true and the President and died. All the other children were off the bus and as we passed through security, the flag pole was straight ahead, and the flag was at half mast The next thing I remember is watching the funeral on TV and the black horse with the boots in the stirrups facing backwards