It didn't really hit me until I got home and plunked down in front of the black and white TV. I hardly moved from that spot the whole week. The memory that sticks in my mind the most is the riderless horse and the cadence of the drums. I don't know why - I saw the JFK Jr. salute, Jackie and the brothers walking in the funeral procession - yet, it still comes back to the drums.
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