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democracy on presidents day.


JFK in an open Studebaker on State Street in Ann Arbor – Oct. 1960

happy president’s day to one of my favorites

whose words still ring true

hoping we are relatives somewhere down the line

“democracy is never a final achievement. it is a call to an untiring effort.”

-john f. kennedy


credit: photo from the (Bentley Historical Society)

pets, pets, pets.


happy all american pet day!

 During President Kennedy’s time in office 21 animals lived at the White House.

Their pets included dogs, horses, and an assortment of smaller animals.

“animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.” 

george eliot







credit: john f. kennedy presidential library and museum



when i went into the post office to mail something and buy stamps

i was approached in line

by a postal worker who tried to help out and save me time

by offering me stamps

“i have some pretty flowers or american flags available.”

i must appear to be a feminine and/or patriotic gardener

it was a nice gesture but i chose to wait a minute and select my own

when i made it to counter and the postal worker opened her book

she offered me hearts and flowers

(is it my lavender body lotion?)

i asked to look through the book and chose the two above –

jimi hendrix and jfk

she looked at me, nodded, saying

“interesting combo.”

interesting does not even begin to describe them.

“genius is essentially creative;

it bears the stamp of the individual who possesses it.”

-madame de stael

kennedy on kennedy





being born a kennedy, and for as long as i can remember, i always assumed that the other kennedys were just cousins who lived out east. when the killing of jfk happened, 50 years ago, i had just turned 6, only 4 days before. i was in first grade and i remember being called in from recess and all of the adults were crying. that was the day i found out that i was not actually a cousin, and that people could die from things other than being very, very old.  it was one of those days when my world changed forever.


jfk and family – the ones who i thought to be my cousins



my kennedy family


The essential self is innocent, and when it tastes its own innocence knows that it lives forever.  – John Updike