I can remember as a kid in elementary school seeing President Kennedy inaugurated and always on some news conferences. Then, one day, while home from school sick, saw him killed. I called my mother at work, they did not know, and the people there turned on the radio and listened.
I also remember seeing Robert Kennedy shot in LA, and thinking that this family has some curse.
Now, today, hearing that Ted Kennedy is gone, there are no longer any Kennedy members that link me to my past. Things go on, people die, events disappear in the mists of time. I feel a little older today. As figures from my past disappear, I wonder, when will my time come to just disappear.
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