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14. My mother was happy.

I grew up in a Republican household.

We heard the news at school over the speaker system in each classroom. Walked home in a daze. My mother's mother was visiting us from California. She and my mom were having tea in the kitchen. I walked in and asked them if they'd heard what happened. No, they hadn't. I told them, "President Kennedy has been assassinated." My mother responded, "It's about time." My grandmother gasped and said nothing.

It was at that point--I was 12--that I knew I never wanted to grow up to be like my mother. I was the only person in the house glued to the TV, watching everything, that weekend. The rest of my family--including my now Trump loving brother--had zero interest in what had happened.