In 1994, I attended a business conference just outside of Dallas. One afternoon we had some free time so an associate and I decided to drive into Dallas to see the Book Depository and Dealy Plaza. The first thing that strikes you is that it's a relatively small, conpact area. It always seemed so much larger in film footage and news coverage.
The Depository had been turned into a museum. You had to walk through a set of metal detectors to get into the building (yeah, better late than never). The upper floor was re-created to show what the corner looked like in 1963. And the remainder of the floor had video and historical documents. It was an outstanding view down to the street where the motorcade passed.
Afterwards we walked over to the grassy knoll and overpass. I didn't realize it at first, but I was actually looking around on the ground for I don't know what - maybe a bullet casing or some other evidence. I knew it was absurd to think I'd find something, but that's how my memories of that day in 1963 affected me. I was subconsciously trying to solve the mystery.
Historians say we want to believe in a major conspiracy because we refuse to believe someone so inconsequential could have changed the course of history. Sadly, we will probably never really know for sure.
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