The Year of Living Nonjudgmentally at http://annkoplow.wordpress.com/ offered the following sentiment, which I now share with you.
The pain of the loss is directly related to the importance of the connection.
John F. Kennedy died fifty years ago today.
Where were you when the bullet cut short his life?
I was in school with my fellow classmates at St. Anthony Girl’s School in Wailuku, Maui, Hawaii.
Obviously I knew nothing of the President except for what I saw of him on our black-and-white television set. His Hollywood-good-looks probably affected me the way it did every other red-blooded girl, American or not. He was hot!
Of course there was more to JFK than his rakish, matinee idol looks.
With his words, sincerely spoken, the President touched our souls. All the outer trappings of his life melted away.
Here was a man, walking the beach. Head bowed, deep in thought.
Here was a father, scooping up 2 adoring children into his huge embrace.
Here was a husband, given to faults not unlike other husbands.
Here was a son, trying to measure up to standards set in stone.
Here was a brother, beloved by siblings and in-laws alike.
Here was an uncle, setting an example of public service for later generations to come.
Here was a friend, one who laughed, who cajoled, who pulled rank, who was loyal.
Here was a soldier who thought nothing about his own life in order to save others.
Here was my president, who dreamed of a country in which all served for the good of one another.
…the loss still resonates…
I remember sitting in the living room in L.A. watching the Macy’s T’day Parade with my mom and brother. Dad was in the kitchen doing that cook thing, when he came running out and all of us were transfixed on the television. My grand rents came from NY and we opened our home to families who didn’t have a place to go. It seems like yesterday… Thanks for this post. Best wishes…JBC
Hugs for the thoughts. Today brings us all closer together. Sad that it takes a tragedy to do that.
True that! But it is what we do in the saddest moments that we act out of love and compassion. Gibran wrote :Your joy is your sorrow unmasked! Says a lot huh! Take care, JBC
You’re so right! Sadness begets compassion…