Remembering Ethel Kennedy

Some years back, I was at The Paley Center (get in the elevator and see all that is “Gunsmoke,” in that building, (Mrs. Paley loved the show and I liked it), however, juxtapose GUNS-moke with its reality!!) having viewed an excellent documentary recalling Robert F. Kennedy addressing a crowd in Gary, Indiana on the tragic April 4th,1968 night Dr.King was killed, when I saw Mrs. Ethel Kennedy, RFK Sr.’s widow, who died days back at age 96, seated near the back of the auditorium.

As was also the case when I saw Lauren Bacall– “an honor,” were the 2 words I uttered upon meeting each.

Forget politics, which I know, even among my favored/”lesser of two evil” parties is a dirty game, credit Mrs. Kennedy with the strength and dignity that she manifested, despite so much sorrow.

She deserves to walk on that hill with her husband, Abraham, Martin, John and others.

Maybe one day I can get into one of those touch football games that Ethel so enjoyed.

Speaking of “touch,” sister-in-law Jacqueline quipped that, even “less” re Ethel, manifested in babies, 11 in all, who sadly, as with almost all prodigy, produced good and so often in Mrs. Kennedy’s life, including in this her last year, profound sorrow and disappointment.

Click below to view, introduced with Dion pronounced as Dionne as in the great NHL’er, Marcel by Dick Smothers, sing “Abraham, Martin And John” on the seminal and so cruelly canceled “Smothers Brothers” television show.