Remembering JFK

I remember JFK train station from my days at UMASS Boston.

I remember crossing JFK Street in Cambridge enough times to draw a picture from memory.

I remember visiting the JFK library, and did "see his 'D' at the Museum".

I remember visiting the Eternal Flame at Arlington National Cemetery.

I remember watching his brother preside over a swearing-in of new US citizens, aboard the aircraft carrier named after him.

I remember best, and still can't get out of my head after twenty years, an excerpt of JFK's famous speech, thanks to a college video editing project. Today it still inspires me.