"In 1967, RFK went to visit poor black families in the Mississippi River delta. There he interacted directly with children whose bellies were distended by starvation. His daughter Kathleen remembers him walking in upon his return home, 'ashen-faced' and agitated, and trying to convey what he saw to his children as they ate dinner: 'The children are covered with sores and their tummies stick out because they have no food. Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky you are? Do something for your country.' The wife of an aide remembered an exchange with him the following day: ‘You don’t know what I saw! I have done nothing in my life! Everything I have done was worthless!’ He was so shaken, so self-deprecating about his life. Mississippi was the worst thing, he needed to dedicate his life to this.” -Evan Thomas, 'Robert Kennedy: His Life'













