I took this photo in January 2003 when I was in Dallas on business. I could not bring myself to go into the museum. It was afternoon, and the light was not the best, but I photographed for more than an hour. A homeless man slept in Dealey Plaza, a bottle in a bag nearby. Tourists walked past him. If you've never been there, it's smaller, more intimate, than you think. There is an "X" in the road where JFK took the head shot. Why?
I left to head back to NYC a few days later. As the car accelerated to get onto the highway, I felt strange. I looked back over my right shoulder, and there was the school book depository. I felt sick.
We feel something was stolen from us. Who knows what Kennedy would have done? At the time of his murder, it was not clear that he would be re-elected. But when I think of the stage JFK was setting (onto which LBJ would soon stride) I still believe. Given our present "leadership," I feel the loss even more acutely.