In the summer of 1984 I was part of a team of photographers covering the National Republican Convention in Dallas, Texas. Mid-week during the slow part of the day I walked over from the Convention Center to Dealey Plaza and the former Texas Schoolbook Depository, scene of the Kennedy Assassination. At the time there was a small museum on the first floor of the building and I browsed through it. Somehow out of the blue a security guard there asked if I wanted to go to the sixth floor. It took a minute for me to realize if I heard him correctly. "Sure," I said, and so myself and a couple of others who were standing nearby were transported back in time to the nearly empty 6th floor where Oswald fired down on the President. Today there is an exhibit there with the corner of the 6th floor behind glass but at that time the single dusty big room was mostly a few boxes and the old "Texas Schoolbook Depository" sign… and the window. The guard lifted the window open and there before the viewer was the perfect perch to see the gentle curving street below. I just don't know how to describe it except chilling.