President Kennedy was assassinated on November 22nd of our senior year. At 2:33 p.m., the bells of Riverside Cathedral began to toll. Our seminar stopped trying to focus on Wings of the Dove and we left Barnard Hall in silence. On the Barnard and Columbia campuses, students and teachers were streaming out of buildings. Soon, hundreds of us had gathered along Broadway, frozen in the moment. We stayed until the last reverberation, and as we dispersed we were older and changed.