The Kennedy Tribute in Tehran,Iran

November 23, 1963 Tehran,Iran

I looked at Amir questioningly as he placed six white boxes on the kitchen counter, their delicious aroma revealing they were fresh out of the ovens at the Danish bakery. A crate of oranges and melons mixed with the scent in the room.
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“ Amir, it’s only 9:00 o clock, why are you home so early? And what is all this all mehmanie?, which translates into “getting ready for guests”.
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‘ I have bad news from America”. I just kept looking at him, to afraid to ask.
“President Kennedy is dead.” I just kept looking at him, too stunned for tears;but now I understood why we were getting ready for company.

Iranians are dedicated to visiting and paying respects,be it for births, birthdays, and especially deaths. There’s a pecking order, starting with the oldest or closest relative .

As the only American in the family, Amir knew that the news which he had just heard on the Armed Forces radio station, would bring our family to the house, and being his “always prepared’ self, made sure we’d be ready.

‘When did it happen. Where? Who did this.. ? and the tears began.

He said it was too soon to know, running to switch on our television, which had just begun broadcasting the news from Dallas.

Within a few hours the family arrived bringing lilies for me. Flowers are not a tradition at Muslim funerals, but Kazim, our U. of Texas, always proud of his know-how of American ways, had told everyone lilies were the flower of choice at American funerals.

My guests were genuinely upset by the death of Kennedy, each hugging me closely while trying to out- cry the other.

“Those poor children, so young to have lost their father ,” said the mothers.

“Who would do such a thing ?, they asked each other.

“Don’t be naïve, of course it was Johnson,” answered the Senator in the family, wise in the ways of millenniums of assassinations by next-in-line..

The day of his funeral, there were masses at every Church, and prayers at the Synagoguesand Mosques. The American Embassy held a reception for representatives from Foreign Embassies, Iranian dignitaries and all Americans, including our Military who arrived from their posts around the country, showing up in respectful full dress.

The Embassy announced that a Condolence Book would remain for a week, in the main hall, then be sent to the President’s widow. All that week, lines of Iranians waited patiently outside in cold November, for a chance to write their personal sympathy to “Jackie Khonum tiflaki (poor Mrs. Jackie).

November 23, 1963 Tehran,Iran

I looked at Amir questioningly as he placed six white boxes on the kitchen counter, their delicious aroma revealing they were fresh out of the ovens at the Danish bakery. A crate of oranges and melons mixed with the scent in the room.
.
“ Amir, it’s only 9:00 o clock, why are you home so early? And what is all this all mehmanie?, which translates into “getting ready for guests”.
>
‘ I have bad news from America”. I just kept looking at him, to afraid to ask.
“President Kennedy is dead.” I just kept looking at him, too stunned for tears;but now I understood why we were getting ready for company.

Iranians are dedicated to visiting and paying respects,be it for births, birthdays, and especially deaths. There’s a pecking order, starting with the oldest or closest relative .

As the only American in the family, Amir knew that the news which he had just heard on the Armed Forces radio station, would bring our family to the house, and being his “always prepared’ self, made sure we’d be ready.

‘When did it happen. Where? Who did this.. ? and the tears began.

He said it was too soon to know, running to switch on our television, which had just begun broadcasting the news from Dallas.

Within a few hours the family arrived bringing lilies for me. Flowers are not a tradition at Muslim funerals, but Kazim, our U. of Texas, always proud of his know-how of American ways, had told everyone lilies were the flower of choice at American funerals.

My guests were genuinely upset by the death of Kennedy, each hugging me closely while trying to out- cry the other.

“Those poor children, so young to have lost their father ,” said the mothers.

“Who would do such a thing ?, they asked each other.

“Don’t be naïve, of course it was Johnson,” answered the Senator in the family, wise in the ways of millenniums of assassinations by next-in-line..

The day of his funeral, there were masses at every Church, and prayers at the Synagoguesand Mosques. The American Embassy held a reception for representatives from Foreign Embassies, Iranian dignitaries and all Americans, including our Military who arrived from their posts around the country, showing up in respectful full dress.

The Embassy announced that a Condolence Book would remain for a week, in the main hall, then be sent to the President’s widow. All that week, lines of Iranians waited patiently outside in cold November, for a chance to write their personal sympathy to “Jackie Khonum tiflaki (poor Mrs. Jackie).

Such evil-doers.

Such evil-doers.

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