New movie out tomorrow about the late Bobby Kennedy.
Makes me think back and remember where I was when I heard he had been shot. Where were you?
Kathy and me were married on April 27, 1968, had rented a house next to the Catholic church in St.
Ignace, Michigan and were still more or less on our honeymoon.
Kathy worked at the bank, I worked at the radio station WIDG. The clock radio woke us up to the words that Robert Kennedy had been shot. I remember saying out loud...God, damn it..not another fine man gone down by an assassin's bullet!! What kind of world are we going to bring our kids into if we have any?
When we went to bed the night before we were both full of optimism. Bobby would more than likely be elected president and stop the senseless war in Vietnam. It wasn't to be.
Nixon was elected president and the war went on for many more years with useless deaths of our American boys.
My brother is still permanently disabled after being shot by the Viet Cong and left for dead.
Had Robert Kennedy lived who knows what the world would be like today, but I'm sure much better. We wouldn't of had the protests in the streets. The Chicago police riot at the Democratic National Convention, with Mayor Daley might not have taken place. And of course Kent State and the young people gunned down by the national guard would not have happened either.
One thing that sticks in my mind about Bobby is the fact that he had enough courage as a white man to stand up to black folk and tell them how sorry he was that Martin Luther King,Jr. was assassinated.
I remember an African American spokesperson saying: That when Martin was killed most black people expected white people to come out of their homes and say how sorry they were that he was murdered. Very few did. Robert Kennedy was one that did.
Makes me want to hear the song Abraham, Martin and John by Dion Dimucci.
See the movie.
Take Care,
Joe
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