“We dare not tempt them with weakness…”

I’ve been asking myself the same question the last few weeks…

Why am I so obsessed with this man?

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I’m not sure if it’s an obsession, but I absolutely love reading about him. His life is ridiculously fascinating, and then there’s the fact that he’s extremely photogenic.

I think the Kennedys are the closest thing that we have ever had to royalty in America. They are the utter epitome of grace, charm, sophistication, and splendor. Their family history is rich, and it has deep, novel roots. The sheer number of them is outstanding, and they all went on to do something, to be something. Their vacations in Martha’s Vineyard were fascinating, and I know that the country must have looked on with an air of respectful envy. Times were different then; they could leave their doors unlocked and their gates open, and no one would infringe upon their privacy. Times have certainty changed.

 But my love of John F. Kennedy stems, I think, from his speeches. Now, I know that he didn’t write them himself. Ted Sorensen was a close adviser and speechwriter to the President, and he was a complete master with words. Anyone who has ever listened to the words (not the delivery, mind you, the actual words) realize how beautiful their arrangement is. Words are a beautiful thing, especially when they compliment each other. Phrases such as “twilight struggle” and passages such as “…not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need; not as a call to battle, though embattled we are…” are enough to keep me writing for days. Every speech that I read prompts me to write in the same manner; with unrestrained confidence and mastery of the English Language.

The speeches, no matter how wonderfully written they are, would only be half as mesmerizing if Jack wasn’t as gifted as he was. JFK was a brilliant orator, and performed his speeches rather than gave them. One could listen to him speak for days. (Not to mention that gorgeous accent…)

You can’t help but smile when watching John speak. There’s just something about him that draws you in. (Something besides his ridiculously good looks, I mean.) Perhaps it’s the assassination. I could research it forever and still never be satisfied. It’s intriguing, heart wrenching, and enthralling all at once, mostly because we’ll never really know. 

Perhaps it’s the curse, if you believe in it. Too many tragedies have befallen the family for it to be considered coincidence.

But regardless, I am in absolute love with John Fitzgerald Kennedy, and his life continues to inspire me. Besides, how could you not love this?

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“Many years ago the great British explorer George Mallory, who was to die on Mount Everest, was asked why did he want to climb it. He said, “Because it is there.”

Well, space is there, and we’re going to climb it, and the moon and the planets are there, and new hopes for knowledge and peace are there. And, therefore, as we set sail we ask God’s blessing on the most hazardous and dangerous and greatest adventure on which man has ever embarked.”

Thank you.

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