Originally published in The Bee on Nov. 22, 1963
The entire nation has been plunged into deep grief and shame -- grief for its slain president, John F. Kennedy, and shame it could have bred an assassin capable of so cowardly an ambush.
He came to the presidency, did Kennedy, in an hour of rising extremism and in an hour when the preachers of hate were spreading their gospels of Fascism across the land and because this is a free land they were permitted to speak.
Now Kennedy is dead and a piece of America died with him. And in this hour of tragedy we think of another president who 98 years ago was felled by another assassin who had listened to the hate merchants.
Only several weeks ago another figure in American life, Adlai Stevenson, also visited Dallas and there was spat upon and hit on the head with a sign condemning Stevenson and the principles he has espoused as United States ambassador to the United Nations.
These were people who had listened, too, to the preachers of hate and of fear and who wanted all of life their own way.
Another went farther today. He shot and killed the president of the United States.