I was five in 1963. Kennedy was a Catholic; he was from the northeast; he was young, and had a young wife and kids that were the same age as my sister and me. I don't know if my family had voted for him - but we were Catholics and he was one of us.
There are some odds ways that I feel connected to Jack Kennedy. We share the same birthday. There were the two children - and the son who died. My mother had a baby boy who died four days after his birth (1962). She had miscarried at least once, like Jackie. I didn't now that when I was little, of course. But it's his death, and the funeral, and then my mother's death and funeral less than a year later, that really seal this link.
Read More