November 25, 2013
Pivotal points in history fascinate me, especially if they are shrouded in a bit of unsolved mystery. My mind goes crazy filling in the blanks. I’d love to rewind the clock to November 22, 1963 and become a fly on the wall in the Dallas hospital where secret service men rushed President Kennedy’s wounded body.
Recently, I had the pleasure of meeting the surgical resident summoned to the Parkland emergency room fifty years ago today. This doctor remembers hearing the STAT page while eating in the hospital cafeteria. When he found out the President had been shot, he flew down the back stairs. He arrived at Trauma Room 1. A sea of black...