On November, 22, 1963, I was sitting in my fifth grade classroom in Phoenix, Arizona when a voice came on the intercom informing us that President John F. Kennedy had been shot.  The children sat in stunned, frightened silence at the news.  Some began to cry.  Some became panicky.  I remember turning to my best friend, Steve.  Tears were streaming down his face.  I stood up, walked over to the window, and looked out.  The scene may have been the same one I witnessed every day but now our President was dead and I was peering out into an uncertain future.
John F. Kennedy was the first U.S. President of the television age.  He was young, handsome, athletic, and charismatic.  He had a beautiful wife and two children – one of them, Caroline, was just my age.  In 1963, John F. Kennedy was a national hero.  An inspiration.  A rock star of massive proportions.  And now he was dead, killed by a sniper’s bullet.  Our world was shattered.  For us, the age of innocence was over.
Two days later, I was sick (or at least convincingly pretended to be) and my mom let me stay home from school.   I recall turning on the television.  TV was still a fairly new medium, and most shows were broadcast live.  On this day, a special news report was on the tube.  Kennedy’s assassin, Lee Harvey Oswald, was being transported from the jail.  I watched as a handcuffed Oswald came down a long, narrow corridor toward the camera, accompanied by two jailers on either side of him.   All of a sudden, a man in a dark suit and fedora hat burst into the picture.  He stuck a gun in the prisoner’s gut and fired.  Oswald went down.  Then there was bedlam.  People were running in every direction.  Some of them jumped on the man.   The television announcers were as surprised and confused as the amazed audience.  Lee Harvey Oswald, the President’s assassin, had just been killed on live television with millions watching, including one small eleven year-old boy in Phoenix, Arizona.

Almost all Americans who were alive during that time remember where they were when they heard the news of President Kennedy being shot.  Many of them recall witnessing the murder of Lee Harvey Oswald, the man who killed the President.  Fifty years later, conspiracy theories abound regarding who was actually behind the assassination.  Was it simply one deranged man?  Was it the Mafia?  The CIA?  Russia?  We’ll probably never know, because when Lee Harvey Oswald went to his grave, the truth went with him.

Gary Frank, has been a courtroom litigator in the Family Law arena for over thirty years, and is a strong and committed advocate for his clients.  In addition to being a litigation attorney, Mr. Frank has acted in the capacity of a Judge Pro Tem in the Maricopa County Superior Court.  This has given him an understanding of the inner-workings of the court, and a unique perspective  that most attorneys lack.  He is also a fair and compassionate mediator of Family Law disputes, with many years of experience.   Our law firm handles a full range of Family Law matters, including divorcecustody / legal decision-making, parenting-time, child support, spousal maintenance, division of property and assets, modification and enforcement actions, as well paternity/maternity cases, grandparent or non-parent custody and visitation actions, and relocation/move-away cases.  If you are in need of a consultation regarding any area of Family Law, please do not hesitate to give our office a call today at 602-383-3610; or feel free to contact us through our web site at www.garyfranklaw.com; or by email at [email protected]   We’d be happy to help you.

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