Eulogy of Bobby Kennedy

Today is the 40th anniversary of the assassination of Robert Kennedy. I remember like it was yesterday the shock, the horror and the pain. I remember standing for hours by the tracks near Erie Avenue waiting for the funeral train to pass. Mostly, I still remember, and still feel, the terrible sense of loss and the awful questions of why and what if?

"Some men see things as they are and say why - I dream things that never were and say why not."