WHERE WERE YOU

I was a young pastor in SC, a seminary student and a young military Reservist. I was wandering around throughout the countryside and passed this house where an older lady was using a broom to knock pecans (we call them pea-cans) out of a tree. Her efforts were mostly futile. I stopped and offered help. I climbed the tree and easily began dislodging the pecans. Suddenly another older lady ran out of the house screaming, the President has been shot. The president has been shot.