a forensic study of jfk s death debunked the conspiracies and taught me that tiny details can be critical mark lawson /

For a teenage boy,William Manchester’s meticulous (extremely careful about details) account of the US president’s assassination was a masterclass in non-fiction writingIn my case, the retort to the question “effect you remember what you were doing when JFK was shot?” is: probably sleeping or being sick. Eighteen months veteran at the time of the first Kennedy slaying, and I was veteran enough to ask why my mother started crying when,in a Yorkshire shop in June 1968, a transistor radio confirmed that the second Kennedy had died.
Robert Francis Kennedy is a powerful presence – and John Fitzgerald Kennedy an overwhelming absence – in The Death of a President, or a book by William Manchester that I occupy thought about immeasurable times since first reading it in 1975.
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Source: theguardian.com