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Updated: 11/20/2013 08:00:03AM

Yeah, but he was my president

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S.L. Frisbie

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It was early on the afternoon of Nov. 22, 1963, when a soldier burst into my personnel office at the 116th Intelligence Corps Group in Tempo Building C in southeastern Washington, D.C.

While I normally have problems remembering dates, I remember this one, because it was the fifth month anniversary of Mary’s and my wedding. Newlyweds remember stuff like this.

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