![]() ![]() ![]() Two years later, when he came to speak at U.C. I don’t remember specifics about his acceptance speech, but I remember being awestruck. JFK goes for a swim at Santa Monica beach I’d never heard of him until the week before, when I’d watched a woman waving a straw hat, singing, “Vote for Ken-ne-dy!” as she danced around the lobby of the hotel where delegates were staying. I hadn’t thought about JFK in ages, but suddenly I was back in the summer of 1960, going with a girlfriend to see Kennedy accept the Democratic nomination for President at the L.A. To my surprise, I said, “John Kennedy.” The words left my mouth before they registered in my brain. Until the professor added, “a historic figure?” When I was asked that question, nobody came to mind. ![]() Years ago, when I was interviewed by a university professor for an oral history project on the Sixties, he asked, “Who had the greatest influence on your life when you were young-a teacher, book, family member?”īefore you read further, please think: when you were in your teens or early twenties, who inspired you? A teacher, friend, musician or poet? Remember what comes up, and please enter it as a response after reading this blog. ![]()
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