I don’t have the words composed for this yet and don’t think I will for a while. I was born after John died and while Bobby was still alive. Tonight I watched the last great moment of the brothers that defined the modern era, the men that my the biggest difference in my young parents’ world and, though I did not know it, my own childhood.
Tomorrow I need to talk to my Mom and Dad about this. That implied more than I had really gotten my mind around in advance. All I know is that I just watched a transformative moment and I’d rather talk with you about it than try to figure out how much just happened all by myself.
God Bless you, Ted.
And Bobby.
And John.
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