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(he’s far right on the bottom !)

"Let us dedicate ourselves to what the Greeks wrote so many years ago: to tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world." - Robert F. Kennedy

New photos of Jack from the Kennedy Library!

“Oh I don’t know, going to speak to some grown ups I think. That’s not nearly as much fun.”

How it feels being a Kennedy fan during November

<3

this tiktok is so me like i jst wanna info dump pls!!! 🤗🤗

my precious. he was such a Kid.

i love hate him so bad

‘“Bobby was “not a very good organizer,” recalled Richard Donahue. “He was not good at follow-through and he was not always realistic. He would say, ‘Let’s have a tea for five hundred people tomorrow in Worcester.’ ” Kennedy’s failings as an organizer—his impatience, his amateurism, his predilection for going outside channels—would become problematic. But for the time being his shortcomings were hidden by the sheer force of his determination. Bobby was still softhearted in some ways. He hated to fire anyone whose family depended on a paycheck. He was solicitous of the many young women who, starstruck by the candidate, volunteered to work for the campaign. “Bobby admired women,” said Joe Gargan, RFK’s twenty-two-year-old cousin who bunked with him at a rooming house on Marlborough Street. “He wanted women in the campaign because they were the workers.” RFK instructed Gargan to walk female volunteers to the subway if they worked late. Some evenings, the campaign manager would take a carload of volunteers over to the Ritz for ice cream sundaes.’ - Evan Thomas, 'Robert Kennedy: His Life'

Pocket-size photos of Eunice, Ted & Bobby. Probably from the 1950s.

1933

thinking about how teddy sits comfortably, smiling, as joe sr. poses in between both of his youngest sons, but then there’s bobby who seems to be somewhat hunched, like he’s inching away even as he curves around his father for the picture, an anxious expression streaking his face. old enough to be tense around his father and young enough to show it.

The Shangri-Las, 1966. Photo by David Dalton.

stop staring at me like that

his expression... now that right there is the look of a functionally depressed wine mom who's got to drive her kids to soccer practice at 4pm, dance recital at 5pm, and dinner on the table by 6