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Henry Ford museum also has Lincoln’s chair he was assassinated in.

Military History Museum in Vienna has a car in which Franz Ferdinand was shot and the clothes of the couple.

Weirder to think the secret service went "welp, limousines are expensive, well just throw a roof on this one, vacuum the brain bits out, and put her back into use"

Such an awesome place filled with so much history

With the brain splatter and everything!?

After the assassination they still used the car for the Presidential motorcade. Fucking crazy.

There's a book published recently on the evolution of the Secret Service that devotes a chapter to all the things that had to go both right and wrong for the assassination to be carried out. \*Zero Fail\*, it's called. The whole day was a Franz Ferdinand level of coincidence.

They made a Hulu original series on it.

Stephen Kings book 11/22/63 touches on that. Great book.

RFK is my bigger what if, he always came off as more progressive than his brother. Granted that's only at a quick glance

We probably wouldn’t have Medicare, Medicare, the Voting Rights Act, etc. LBJ (for all his many, many faults) was probably the greatest parliamentarian the US ever produced. He got all those War on Poverty and Great Society programs passed, and one of the levers he used was doing these things as a monument to JFK. JFK himself couldn’t get those things passed, the Republican senate hated him and he didn’t know how to out maneuver, threaten, and brow beat them. LBJ did.

The first thing she did immediately after his death was try and piece his skull back together onto his corpse. You don't live through something like that without scars.

I read that Jackie was still wearing the blood spattered pink suit when LBJ was taking the oath of office onboard Air Force One after the assassination They asked her if she’d like to change clothes and she said, “No. I want them to see what they have done”. I could have the place/words a little wrong, but if it’s anything like that she was one strong woman.

I don't think Jackie did recover. Believe she married O'Nasis b/c he could keep her and the children safe.

Jackie refused to leave JFK’s body and LBJ refused to leave Dallas without her. At the time local authorities had the jurisdiction to a homicide victim regardless if the victim was President. Dallas authorities didn’t want to release the body so the Secret Service basically stole it.

Long before the internet there were these products called jackdaws, which were essentially a folder containing curated copies of materials like photos, letters, diagrams and guides that covered certain historical events. I have the Kennedy one buried in a box in the basement and this photo, along with other gruesome pictures are in it. They would attempt to use materials and formats that made you feel like you were digging through a deserted filing cabinet in a back room in an FBI basement. They were visceral, moving and surprisingly explicit. I had about 6 of them.

I can't even begin to imagine what Jackie was feeling. She even climbed onto the trunk to grab pieces of his brain and skull...ugh.

There are more pictures out there of the result to Kennedy's head too.

Makes you wonder what’s left in those classified files that they still won’t release. What are they waiting for, everyone in that generation to die off?

Brain matter, skin and skull fragments.

Left side white puff is probably seat filling erupted from the hole from the bullet that hit Governor Connally. Edit: Actually the angle seems wrong so maybe it's brain (or maybe there was a shooter on the grassy knoll).

I don’t think so but I live near there and the tour guide had said at one point his wife was trying to keep his brain matter and blood inside his head so most of it was probably on her.

I live where he was shot and drove over the marker multiple times. It’s always weird to think about how that changed America and how someone do powerful was just taken. It’s also weird to drive past it. It seems soo important and sad.

That’s morbid as hell

Now that you put it like that, it's even sadder than I thought it was...

Welcome to your existential crisis here. I saw a photo of Atlantic City, NJ from 1900 and all those people are dead. All their first kisses, orgasms, babies, marriages. Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives. Quite recently I went in for elective surgery and they put me out. That's what I think death is like. You don't know you are dead. One minute you are here, and the next, you have no clue. Your brain doesn't know. You are gone. We are just chemicals and cells. There are unusual experiences that are unexplained and so hopefully death IS different than being knocked out, however I don't think it is. If that is the case, I decided that I will do whatever it takes (legally and morally) to be happy and pay zero attention to other's opinions of me. No matter how hard you work, you can't save everyone, everywhere. But, saving one person, or two, or three, is great by itself. Every second humans are dying by the thousands. Memories, stories, selfies, and more. It's funny to me that we have become a selfie society and yet when we die, nobody will care about those places you been, things you saw, and more. We post selfies for everyone else, but really everyone else doesn't care one bit.

If you look on the far right, behind the driver side seat near the door handle, you can see there is darker leather that makes up the front of the seat closer to where your knees would be

6.5x52 is a big and fast round. Anything flying at you at ~2,200 FPS is pretty dangerous, add in thst *something* will literally expand once it hits is even more gnarly.

It hit him on the top right of the back of his head where his hair parted and carved out a path through the front of his forehead, skimming along his skull and exploding out everything in its path. It basically carved an open trench in his head.

It was a 6.5MM fired from a Mannliche long rifle. But it's not just the size of the bullet, it's the muzzle velocity. Even a very small calibe muzzle velocity bullet like a .22 long rifle can do an incredible amount of damage because instead of going right through what they hit they enter and bounce around ricocheting on bone tearing up organs, the brain whatever is in their path. But unfortunately in the case of JFK he was dead before he even heard the shot. And my heart really breaks for Jackie who was sitting right next to him. An absolutely horrific thing to witness.

I live near there! Is super neat! It’s also super surreal driving over the marker of where he died. Like at one point this was national news and now it’s just a random road with an x painted on.

Maybe the stuff going down in Cuba? Or the assassination/killing of the president of Haiti?

If you watch closely you can actually see her grabbing at pieces of brain trying to scoop them up.

Why am I on brain detail?