I suddenly found myself being treated like a public figure, or a hero. I was no longer able to use my time altogether at my own discretion, but I made every effort to do so. And before not too long, things quieted down. From that point of view, it was a unique experience, not to be repeated again. It was not unlike the ending of a war, if you like. People often say they remember two things. They remember the polio episode and they remember Jack Kennedy’s assassination. That is how these two things associate in the minds of people. That was the mood of the country and the world at the time. I felt myself very much like someone in the eye of a hurricane because all this swirling was going on around me. It was at that moment that everything changed. It was Edward R. Murrow, the journalist and newscaster that said to me that evening, “Young man, a great tragedy has just befallen you.” I said, “What’s that, Ed?” He said, “You’ve just lost your anonymity.”