55 Years In Memory of Bobby Kennedy.

The Best President We Never Had.

 

66 years old and still hurting of what could have been then and now.

Bobby will never be forgotten for the rest of my days.

Hero Then
Hero Now
Hero Forever…

 

Bobby Kennedy Funeral Train… One Woman Spoke For Us All Without Saying One Word.

Out of all the millions that lined the route from New York to Washington. It was this one woman that epitomized what all of us felt that day. The deep deep solemn sorrow. Her crying and reaching out in pain was all of us reaching out to the loss of Bobby and his whole family.

It didn’t get any more poignant than this. She spoke for the whole nation and those throughout the world who also mourned with us.

 

 

June 8, 1968. Train passing through Baltimore, MD.

 

 

 

 

I watched every single moment of that day. From the funeral service at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in NY, then this entire funeral train route into Washington, then finally into Arlington National Cemetery…

It was night when they laid Bobby to rest.

I went to bed that night at 11 years old and wondered why.

Fifty years later now at 61, I’m still asking it.

It is a pain that has never healed and I don’t think it ever will.

 

 

Bobby Kennedy… The Best President We Never Had.

 

“Now It’s On To Chicago And Let’s Win There” … 50 Years and Bobby Kennedy has never been so missed.

I can’t express my feelings of how I felt anymore than I did in a 2012 blog I wrote. But today 50 years to the day when this man was taken from us. It has been a more than a emotional week. It has been downright painful.

“Some men see things as they are and say why. I dream things that never were and say why not.”

His wife Ethel and his children weren’t just robbed of a husband and dad, this whole country was robbed of one of the most educated, most experienced, gifted, talented politicians. We were most robbed of his compassion and for fighting for his convictions to help the most vulnerable people in society.

His fight for civil rights, the poor, his concern for the sick and the starving. A man who told his children pounding his fist on the dinner table “You Don’t Know How Lucky You Are” and you must do something.

On June 5, 1968 we didn’t just lose Bobby, we lost Hope.

And it has never been the same since. My hero then, now and forever until my demise. 50 years later I still sit as stunned as I did that night… and I have not yet still gotten over it.

11 then, 61 now and I will never forget that night and the next… and the days following.

Much Love Bobby, you will never be forgotten. You are in our hearts and soul.

Now It’s On To Chicago And Let’s Win There….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Biggest Heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

Was Bobby Loved….. you bet.

 

I could post another thousand and it would never be enough.

There will never be another politician or man again in anyone’s lifetime like Bobby Kennedy.

That Hope Was Lost, the Love for him continues…..

 

 

 

 

“Some men see things as they are and say why. I dream things that never were and say why not.”

Robert Francis Kennedy

44 years ago today we lost my hero.

I had just turned 11 a month before and I will never forget the night he was shot just after midnight after a victorious speech June 5th or the wee hours of the morning he had died on June 6th.

My 5th grade teacher had brought a TV into our classroom that Wednesday and we did nothing that day in school but watch the news coverage. It was just a few days before school had let out for the summer.

I will never forget sitting in front of the TV for the next three days, watching Frank Mankiewicz cry as he made the announcement that Bobby Kennedy had died. Then watching the entire news coverage as long as it was on, as young as I was I never felt so solemn.

Monday Mojo ~ I Put A Spell On You ~ Creedence Clearwater Revival

Written by Screamin’ Jay Hawkins.

Released off the self entitled first album of CCR in 1968.

Friday At The Fillmore ~ Sly and the Family Stone- Fillmore East, NY 10/5/68 (late show)

Ah the Internet issues resolved so better late than never.

Besides it’s a Late Show!

I Shall Be Released ~ The Band

For anybody who is going through bad times at the present moment whether from sickness or anything else. Let the lyrics uplift your spirit not take it away.

Written by Bob Dylan in 1967.
Recorded and Originally released from their Debut Album “Music from Big Pink” in 1968.

Richard Manuel – piano
Rick Danko – bass, fiddle, vocals
Levon Helm – drums, percussion, vocals
Garth Hudson – organ
Jaime Robbie Robertson – guitars, vocals

Friday At The Fillmore ~ The Doors

My Sunday Feeling ~ Jethro Tull

Written by Ian Anderson.
From Tull’s debut album ” This Was ” released in 1968.

Ian Anderson: Vocals, flute, mouth organ, harmonica, “claghorn”, piano
Mick Abrahams: Vocals, guitar, nine-string guitar
Clive Bunker: drums
Glenn Cornick: Bass guitar

Sunday Soul ~ Funky Broadway ~ Wilson Pickett

Song of the Day ~ Gut Wrenching Gritty ~ Big Brother and the Holding Company ~ Ball and Chain

Cheap Thrills Style.

Released in 1968.

Monday Morning Madness ~ Flashback ~ Iron Butterfly ~ In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida

 

Monday Moanin’ ~ Forty Thousand Headmen ~ Traffic

Released in 1968 ~ Written by Steve Winwood and Jim Capaldi 

Were you Dreaming last Night or Not?

40,000 Headmen might explain it?

Song of the Day ~ I just dropped in.

Kenny Rogers & The First Edition
Released in 1968.

Only Befitting considering the last Blog I just posted.