It has become a commonplace to observe that, sixty years ago, when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in Dealey Plaza, Dallas, America lost its innocence — or at least the myth of its innocence. Certainly, the event has left an indelible impression on history and culture; something to do, no doubt, with the power, grandeur and grubbiness of US politics, with Camelot and Vietnam, with civil rights and the Sixties — that whole field of Americana.
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