This Monday would have been their 18th wedding anniversary, an occasion for a party in the old frenetic Kennedy style at Hickory Hill, with children and pets much in evidence and perhaps friends in evening clothes ending up spluttering in the swimming pool. Instead, a memorial Mass for Robert Kennedy would be held two days later at a small nearby church.
Throughout the week, in public at least, Ethel Kennedy remained gallantly cheerful. Even when parades of strangers appeared at the McLean, Va., estate to pay their respects, Ethel talked to them all....
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