John F. Kennedy was one my boyhood heroes. There was a lot for a young boy to admire. He was handsome, charismatic, intellectually brilliant, and a war hero.
JFK was born May 29th, 1917 in Brookline Massachusetts.He was the second son of Joseph P. Kennedy and Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy. "Jack" attended Harvard, where he sustained a back injury while playing football that would disqualify him from joining the Army and nag him for the rest of his life. Kennedy used his father's political influence to get into the Navy, and volunteered for one of the most hazardous duties of world war II, motor torpedo boats. He was placed in command of PT-109.
Kennedy and his crew were on night patrol August 2nd, 1943 when they were rammed by a Japanese destroyer. Two crewmen were killed in the collision. Kennedy and the remaining ten crewmen survived an ordeal that became the subject of books, and a major motion picture. JFK went on to serve in the US Senate, write a Pulitzer Prize winning book, and become President of the United States. He was assassinated November 22nd, 1963

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in Dallas. He was the youngest man elected President of the United States, and the youngest President to die. I was at recess when i got the news. My teacher came out to the playground with tears in her eyes, and ushered everyone inside. we were sent home. The next several days were surreal.