Senator Edward Kennedy's 'Celebration of Life' ceremony was a propagandist masterpiece. I'm sure that there will be a DVD available for sale soon, as well as a soundtrack. It should win a few Grammies and Emmies.
It's all that we have been watching on TV for the past almost 24 hours. Before that, as we were driving home from our vacation on Cape Cod(We stayed just a couple of miles from the Kennedy Compound.), following the same route as funeral motorcade, we saw phrigs and posters thanking him for his service hanging on overpasses. There were 20 or so electronic signs that blasted their clear message -- 'From the people of Massachusetts, we thank you, Ted.' We were impressed.
Exhausted from lots of rest and relaxation on the paradisaical beaches of the Cape, we wanted nothing more than to lay on the couch as we stumbled into the door last night with our bags of goodies from the candy store. We settled in on the couch and were immediately drawn to the multiple channels offering footage of the memorial service. I learned so much about who he was and drew comparisons between his loves and mine -- the sea, music, the arts, and women.
This morning I was awakened by commentators' thoughtful words before the impending funeral. When he arrived at the church, the skies opened up and let out sobs of tears that made music as they fell into puddles onto the plastic cover surrounding his American flag covered casket. After the service, as the hearse went down RT 28, folks stood in the highway to return Teddy's family's waves. They said, "We wanted to say goodbye to a man and hope that someone can pick up where he left off because he is leaving such a huge hole..." and "I couldn't pull myself away from the TV to go down to Boston to watch."
When I die, my hope is that I am remembered as someone that did a lot of good and that I leave behind contributions that make future generations'lives better. Senator Kennedy not only touched; he greatly impacted, and made, millions of lives better. I am just one of those people writing now to thank him sincerely.
It's all that we have been watching on TV for the past almost 24 hours. Before that, as we were driving home from our vacation on Cape Cod(We stayed just a couple of miles from the Kennedy Compound.), following the same route as funeral motorcade, we saw phrigs and posters thanking him for his service hanging on overpasses. There were 20 or so electronic signs that blasted their clear message -- 'From the people of Massachusetts, we thank you, Ted.' We were impressed.
Exhausted from lots of rest and relaxation on the paradisaical beaches of the Cape, we wanted nothing more than to lay on the couch as we stumbled into the door last night with our bags of goodies from the candy store. We settled in on the couch and were immediately drawn to the multiple channels offering footage of the memorial service. I learned so much about who he was and drew comparisons between his loves and mine -- the sea, music, the arts, and women.
This morning I was awakened by commentators' thoughtful words before the impending funeral. When he arrived at the church, the skies opened up and let out sobs of tears that made music as they fell into puddles onto the plastic cover surrounding his American flag covered casket. After the service, as the hearse went down RT 28, folks stood in the highway to return Teddy's family's waves. They said, "We wanted to say goodbye to a man and hope that someone can pick up where he left off because he is leaving such a huge hole..." and "I couldn't pull myself away from the TV to go down to Boston to watch."
When I die, my hope is that I am remembered as someone that did a lot of good and that I leave behind contributions that make future generations'lives better. Senator Kennedy not only touched; he greatly impacted, and made, millions of lives better. I am just one of those people writing now to thank him sincerely.

