"We babysat tonite so Diane & Dan could go out for a cocktail and see movie, 'The Graduate' at the Capital in town.
This morning D & D went alone to the beach for a few hours of walking and relaxing after picking up 2 rental strollers at $3 each for a week.
Dr. Martin Luther King was killed by a bullet in the neck in Memphis, Tennessee appearance today. It shocked the multitudes. Not good for colored equality. Afraid of uprisings now everywhere."
That last paragraph was written in red pen. My mother was probably quoting what she had heard on television about "uprisings."
Dan and I were visiting my parents, John and Ruth Kellogg, in Clearwater FL where they'd moved a year or two earlier. Lynn was almost two years old and Cindy about 9 months. You can see all four of us on a couch in the living room of the condo.
I didn't recall that we had seen "The Graduate" that particular night, but vividly recall the cocktail at Schraft's, a restaurant/bar in Clearwater. We were sitting at the bar when the television on the wall in front of us broadcast the news and film about the death of Martin Luther King. It was a horrifying moment, not unlike the assassination of John Kennedy in 1963. You hear the words, see the picture, but it is too awful to believe.
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