Tuesday, May 20, 2008  

My hero's hero...

...has a brain tumor.

I'm traveling today, headed east for the first time in 2008, since Christina's incision is close enough to healed that traveling is no longer a problem.

I travel via Jet Blue, they of the free DirectTV.

Every time we travel on Jet Blue, there's some big event that gets the 24 hour news coverage.  I find myself sucked in, but ultimately annoyed by the way they hover around a story, saying the same 3 things over and over and pretend it's news.

But this time, I was heartbroken.

Ted Kennedy is one of the greats.  He had a role in the Voting Rights Acts, for God's sake.  He has been fighting for the things I believe in since well before I was even born.

And Ted Kennedy is my father's idol.  The man he admires more than any other man in America.

I get my ideals and politics from my parents - both are liberal.  I remember vividly the image of my mom crying in 1980 when Reagan beat Carter.  I was 10 years old, and that helps shape a person.

My Dad and I don't always agree - all three of his kids landed further to the left than even he is, and age has mellowed his liberal fire a tiny bit (though not much, I assure you).  But if there's something he values, it's a man who fights the important fights - the ones worth fighting.

Ted Kennedy - to him, and to me - is that man.

I watched the news today and my heart broke a little.  In part because it's such a hard fight ahead for a man who has fought so hard for so long.

But in part because I knew how hard my father would take the news.

I'm not a praying sort.  Never have been.

But Ted Kennedy is in my thoughts.  And I try to retain hope that the man who has overcome so much - and helped so many others overcome so many injustices - wins this latest battle.

Comments:
Thank you for writing this, and beautifully put, too. I have above my desk as I write a poster of JFK and Bobby in the Oval Office; the Kennedys were, are, my father's heroes too, and growing up in Massachusetts, Teddy loomed large for me all my life. Very, very sad news. Again, though: thank you.
 
i wish this were my story, but i thought you'd get a kick out of it anyway. my friend and former roommate James moved to Washington D.C. and was interning in Senator Kennedy's office. He was rushing around one day with a stack of papers, trying to get from one side of the building to the other when a door randomly opened in his path...and he ran smack dab into Kennedy, sending them both sprawling.

James: "Oh God, Senator, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

Kennedy: "I'm fine, son. If more people moved like you around here, we might actually get something done."

That always cracked me up and colored my view of this great and flawed giant. Thought it might bring a smile to your face as well.
 
Damn.
 
I didn't think much of it when I first heard the news that he'd been brought to the hospital after a seizure: he's aging, not in the best shape and seizures happen for all kinds of reasons. But then I walked into the kitchen at work on Monday and his condition was getting blanket coverage on the news stations. I grabbed onto a chair with one hand and covered my gaping mouth with the other as I felt a little unsteady on my feet.

He's the only Kennedy brother that anyone of our generation has a living connection to, and the family was always a large presence in my home as well. My mother still gets teary when talking about Jack and Bobby and while she reveres Ted for all the work he's done she's also a bit angry at the human mistakes he's made that forever kept him out of the White House and the good he might have been able to do from within it. Unfortunately, now that JFK Jr. is gone, doesn't inspire politically the way the older generation did.

I was equally as stunned at reading the front-page headline of the Post the next morning: "Kennedy is Dying." True? Maybe, but unnecessary all the same. Talk about a kick in the gut.

Senator Kennedy's absence is already being felt on the floor of the Senate and the idea that he may never be able to return is just too much to contemplate at the moment.

It's funny the things - and people - we never realized we felt so passionately about until news like this hits us in unexpected ways.

What an amazing man, and how much better the world has been for having him in it with the strength to carry the legacy of this great family on his shoulders. He never gives up, never backs down and doesn't care what side of the aisle someone is standing on if the fight they are fighting is the right one.

In a political season that has been so focused on the battle between "change" and "experience" he is an example of a politician who demonstrates that it's possible to embody both.
 
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