The nuns let us know "something"had happened but said our parents should tell us.People seemed sad but we didn't really notice.We were looking forward to the holidays and excited to be out early. My mother was very grave and we watched TV together.I remember my father calling his brother in California and they talked about "Jack" their friend from school. Jack was a particular friend of my Uncle.It was a big deal for my Dad to call "long distance". I didn't know "Jack" was President Kennedy till many years later.We then went and said a rosary.We were a Catholic family.My mother thought is was significant that the President was Catholic. The big question was who did it, and will they catch him? We went to Mass to pray for him but I am not sure when.Perhaps the next day. But I remember being glued to the TV set for days! I remember watching Oswald be shot, and the shock of it.It is all still so very sad.