"Now he belongs to the Ages." These words, spoken over Lincoln's dead body by a friend, only occurred to me later, after the shock of learning that JFK had been assassinated in Dallas, Nov 22, 1963. Though it occurred 50 yrs. ago today; I recall it like it was only yesterday. Most of us remember where we were that day. I was a young soldier serving in a remote and dangerous outpost off the DMZ in Korea. I had been up all that night as "charge-of-quarters," monitoring communications and security when the news came through that our President was dead and everyone was to be put on the highest level of alert, should the North Koreans attempt to take advantage of this tragedy. It fell to me to awaken everyone in the company with this news. That wasn't easy. Some of our older NCO's were hardened war veterans that had to be awakened very cautiously lest they come up swinging. How their wives/girlfriends slept with them was always a mystery to me. After their initial disbelief, denial, cursing and finally acceptance, many of these warriors wept openly. All recognized that something precious and irreplaceable had been taken away. I certainly felt that way since it was JFK's tour through Germantown in 1960 that inspired me and others to ask what I could do to serve my country (so unlike today) that placed me in Korea in 1963 and later into his domestic peace corps. It was a very inspiring time, the likes of which I haven't seen again, brought to an abrupt ending by a bitter, maladjusted pipsqueak (Oswald), and his $12.00 mail order rifle.