Friday, June 6, 2008

R.I.P. R.F.K.

On this day in 1968, only 63 days after the loss of Dr. King, Robert Kennedy was slain at the age of 42, ripping away yet another piece of America's heart & hope.

When I think of Bobby Kennedy, I am always reminded of how his brother, Sen. Ted Kennedy, eulogized him:

My brother need not be idealized, or enlarged in death beyond what he was in life, to be remembered simply as a good and decent man, who saw wrong and tried to right it, saw suffering and tried to heal it, saw war and tried to stop it.

Those of us who loved him and who take him to his rest today, pray that what he was to us and what he wished for others will some day come to pass for all the world.

As he said many times, in many parts of this nation, to those he touched and who sought to touch him:

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

An odd thing about hope: it is steel & it survives in spite of the ravages of time & circumstance. Hope is either eternal, or it is nothing at all.

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