I remember seeing Cronkite crying the day Kennedy was shot. I would have just turned 8 the week before. I was home sick from school, sitting on the couch helping my mother fold laundry and watching a game show.

Don't have a clue what game show it was.

But I remember asking my mother why Walter Cronkite was crying. I'm not sure she ever answered, because as soon as we heard the newsstory, she got up and went to call my dad at work.