DePaul University - Physics
I was in the DePaul University physics classes with Al, graduating in 1964. I remember Al being the "brains" of the class.
The strongest memory I had with him was about 5 of us working in the Physics Lab on November 22, 1963 ostensibly working on lab projects, but joking around and kidding one another, as was usual. Someone had a radio on in the background and we heard the news report that President John F. Kennedy had been shot. The room immediately assumed an air of complete and utter silence and disbelief as we strained to confirm that we had really heard what we thought we heard. Upon confirming that the news was indeed true we just stood together in silence, not knowing what to say or do. The shock we saw on each others' faces said more than any words could have said about the shock we all felt. After being glued to the radio, for what seemed to be hours, the report came across that our President, the figurehead of our country, had died. In that short period an unspoken bond of solemn fellowship was formed among we who had shared that experience.
Although our small physics class group spent many hours and days studying and working together that one hour or so was burned in my memory as I am sure it was in the hearts and minds of the small group who shared it. It wasn't anything that we ever discussed after that, but is the kind of bond which you never forget.
The strongest memory I had with him was about 5 of us working in the Physics Lab on November 22, 1963 ostensibly working on lab projects, but joking around and kidding one another, as was usual. Someone had a radio on in the background and we heard the news report that President John F. Kennedy had been shot. The room immediately assumed an air of complete and utter silence and disbelief as we strained to confirm that we had really heard what we thought we heard. Upon confirming that the news was indeed true we just stood together in silence, not knowing what to say or do. The shock we saw on each others' faces said more than any words could have said about the shock we all felt. After being glued to the radio, for what seemed to be hours, the report came across that our President, the figurehead of our country, had died. In that short period an unspoken bond of solemn fellowship was formed among we who had shared that experience.
Although our small physics class group spent many hours and days studying and working together that one hour or so was burned in my memory as I am sure it was in the hearts and minds of the small group who shared it. It wasn't anything that we ever discussed after that, but is the kind of bond which you never forget.
