As we do every night, my man and I searched for something to watch after the news. Cape Fear was out because its final episode isn’t released until Friday. And someone in our family doesn’t like waiting. The result: We ended up watching the old Oliver Stone movie JFK.

I’d forgotten how many great actors were in the movie and how interesting Stone’s premises were. Conspiracy theories? Maybe yes, maybe no.

What struck my man and I was the note at the end of the movie. It said the JFK documents would be released in 2029. In three years, there will be answers to all of our questions? We were excited at the prospect.

Turns out we had it all wrong. It seems that all of the remaining JFK files were released in 2025 under the order of President Trump—not with a bang and scarcely even a whimper. I barely remembered hearing something about the release but then nothing.

I sent a text to my neighbor who used to work in Langley (short for the CIA headquarters) but has never said for who. He just smiles when asked. “What about the JFK movie and those files?” I inquired. “The Kennedy Assassination: so many questions, so few answers!” was his response.

Apparently, historians were more excited about the release of the files than the media, which has been fixated on the Epstein files for so long it’s forgotten about presidential assassination theories. Not to say that’s wrong. Just interesting. Researchers focused on newly released CIA files concerning Oswald’s activities in Mexico City before the assassination. They added historical detail but no conclusive proof of a broader conspiracy. Well darn.

I’m pretty sure that I now need to go back and re-read Stephen King’s novel, 11/22/63. It’s been sitting, half-read, on my Kindle since it was published in 2011. I got sidetracked and never went back.

The story is about a man who finds a portal in the back of a Maine diner and goes back in time to try to save JFK. My favorite Tik Tok book reviewer, Cody Vest, says the book is King’s best. But it also doesn’t answer the question: Did Oswald act alone?

I vividly remember the day Kennedy was assassinated. I was a freshman at Indiana University and sitting in history class when the professor said (his exact words): “He’s not my political party, but I guess I should let you know that the President has been shot.” He excused us, and we all went our separate ways; each of us shocked and confused.

I guess I still feel that way, especially after watching the movie that brought it all back to me sixty-three year later.

In today’s world, doesn’t it seem strange that we have never put all the pieces together and solved the mystery of who killed our President and why? Someone must know the answers.

I think I’ll be inviting my neighbor over for dinner soon. Give him a good meal and a few drinks. Who knows what I can learn.