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Fifty years on

This is not the easiest blog I have ever written. I must admit I am struggling to find the right words to express my feelings today. 50 years ago, yesterday I was studying for my last final before graduating from Fresno State college when I turned on the TV and found out that Robert Kennedy had been shot. Four years before during my senior year in high school his brother had been shot. The 1968 California primary was the first time I was old enough to vote. Next morning, I took the final and then found he had died. I can still remember the hollow feeling I felt then. Needless to say some of the dream died that day.