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Where were you? Metcalfe Countian was at Parkland MH, Dallas Carol Roberts, the writer, has been a resident of Eastern Metcalfe County near the Adair and Cumberland County lines since 2004. "We go to Columbia," she said of her primary town membership. She's a member of Columbia Baptist Church, and the mother of Christine Wooten, mother in law of Roy Wooten, and grandmother of the four Wooten children. But on November 22, 1963, she was working at Parkland Memorial Hospital in Dallas, TX, and witness a chaotic scene in the emergency room that day, the day our President, John F. Kennedy was assassinated. By Carol Roberts On November 22, 1963, the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated, I was was working as a medical transcriptionist in the X-ray Department of Parkland Memorial Hospital, located a few minutes north of downtown Dallas on Harry Hines Boulevard. The motorcade was supposed to head north on Stemmons Freeway from downtown Dallas to the Dallas Trade Center. About 12:30 p.m. I heard multiple sirens and horns coming toward the hospital and when I looked out the window I could see a large number of motorcycles and vehicles racing toward the hospital's emergency entrance which was located just down the hall and around a corner from where I worked. In a very few minutes word was making its way throughout the hospital that the president had been shot. Several of us from my department made our way to the emergency department where a chaotic scene was unfolding. The president had apparently already been ushered into an examining room but the large waiting area outside was filled with people: medical personnel racing in different directions with grim, silent faces, government and law enforcement personnel who appeared at a loss as to what to do, and the usual assemblage of local citizens who were caught in the middle of a national crisis while waiting to see a physician. Reluctantly we transcriptionists returned to our department and attempted to resume transcription, but it was hard to keep our minds on the task. We heard numerous and various reports of the president's condition, some hopeful and some hopeless; however, at approximately 1 p.m., word spread to our department that indeed the president was dead. By about 2 p.m., we were all sent home where we sat glued to our television sets as news stations repeated the events of the day over and over. But there were more events to unfold on November 22nd. First there was an announcement that Police Officer, J. D. Tippett, had been shot and killed at approximately 1:10 p.m. while searching for the assassin. Approximately one hour later, the man believed responsible for killing the president and Officer Tippett, Lee Harvey Oswald was located and arrested. Two days later, on November 24, 1963, the television cameras were present as Oswald was escorted through a corridor in the underground garage from the Dallas Police Headquarters, where he had been repeatedly interrogated, to the city jail. He was handcuffed between two officers. As Oswald was paraded through this poorly lit corridor with people crowding all around, I remarked to my husband that I would not be surprised if someone did not attempt to kill Oswald. Within moments we watched as Oswald crumpled between the two officers. Oswald's assassin, Jack Ruby, was quickly arrested. And, as they say, the rest of the story is history -- or perhaps I should say the rest of the story is a "mystery" as there continue to be doubts, unanswered questions, and multiple theories about who was truly to blame for the assassination of President Kennedy. Back at work the next week, we transcriptionists all wondered if we would be privileged to transcribe any of the president's x-ray studies, but, of course, we were not allowed to do so. And, I continued to do medical transcription for most of the next 50 years, finally retiring this past August. Thanks for allowing me to share my memories of the day President Kennedy was assassinated. - Carol Roberts This story was posted on 2013-11-26 07:22:35
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