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Visit to Arlington cemetery
Life, death, president’s grave
By Ira Berkow
ARLINGTON, VA - (NEA)
— I visited the President
Kennedy gravesite recently,
on a late fall day that was soft
and beautiful, a day similar
to the one in Chicago on
November 22, 10 years ago,
when I learned of the
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assassination.
It was now late afternoon
of a sunny, shirtsleeve day.
The small white headstones
rolled over the Arlington Na
tional Cemetery hills. Each
headstone had a shadow.
They looked like two sets of
pearls, one white, one black,
strung endlessly.
I saw one young squirrel
scratchingly chase another
up, down and around a tree;
suddenly, playfully, they
reversed the chase. On the
winding walk up the hill to
where President Kennedy is
buried, a couple walked in
front of me, sometimes
crunching underfoot fallen
leaves that scampered, like
the squirrels, in the mellow
breeze.
I overheard the girl say ab
sently, “What a great day. It’s
so good to be alive — not
many more days like it.
before the snows come.’’
I had never been to the
Kennedy gravesite before,
even though I had been to
Washington many times in
the past several years. Tombs
and their equivalent hold lit
tle fascination for me. And I
did not need to visit the
cemetery to recall the
monstrous day when the
President of the United
States had his head blown
open by a bullet.
I think the day scarred all
of us who can remember it.
regardless of our personal
thoughts of the man himself.
(1 do wonder, though, about
the after-effects on people
like those cheerleaders at the
Sidney Lanier High School in
Montgomery. Ala., who did
cheers and cartwheels
through the halls when they
heard the news that after
noon, and of their parents
who attended a party at the
country club that night.)
The President’s murder
was at least a desecration of
the country’s highest office.
Most of us believed that such
a thing could never really
happen here, that assassina
tions occurred in faraway,
uncivil places — banana re
publics.
Other presidents, of course,
had been killed in the United
States. But they were in dif
ferent times, in different
places, in effect. McKinley
was the last previous presi
dent assassinated, over 60
years before President Ken
nedy, when the staple of to
day, the automobile, had
barely been invented. Sixty
years for a young country
like America may seem like
600 years to its citizens. It did
to me.
There is no headstone at
President Kennedy’s grave.
There is a flame set in broad
stones; there are also three
plaques on the stones. The
plaques give the dates for the
birth and death of the Presi
dent, 1917-1963, and for his
unnamed still-born daughter
(August 23, 1956), and for a
son, Patrick, who lived for
one month in the summer of
1963.
Patrick’s grave had been
moved here from a site in
commentary
Boston. Only a month before
his own death, President
Kennedy quietly visited
Patrick’s grave. He said to an
accompanying friend, Ken
O’Donnell, ‘‘The boy seems so
alone here.”
There was a chill in the air
now. Perhaps it was the
growing coolness of the day
dying in shadows. Perhaps it
was the bleak knowledge that
I, too, will die and be buried
coldly in cold ground.
In the end, when one visits
the gravesite, the over-riding
thought is not that of the
death of a President, nor the
death of a rich, graceful,
youthful John Fitzgerald
Kennedy, nor the death of
what might have been. The
thought is simply of death,
the vulnerability and mor
tality of man. One thinks not
so much of the cruelty of
mankind — in the symbol of
one man, Lee Harvey Oswald
— but of the cruelty and in
difference of the gods that
permit death. I had similar
thoughts looking at other
headstones here, headstones
that bore the names of the
obscurely interred.
I had ambivalent feelings
about President Kennedy
when he was alive. I liked his
vig-ah, as he pronounced it in
his Harvard brogue. 1 liked
his ability to laugh at himself
(in front of friends he asked
himself during the 1960
Presidential campaign, im
personating a reporter, “All
right, Horatio Alger, just
what makes you think you
ought to be President?”). He
could publicly admit he was
wrong, as he did after the
Bay of Pigs fiasco.
I did not like his response
to ’Army reservists — I was
one — who had been called to
active duty, in the 1962 Berlin
crisis. We were not sent home
as soon as the crisis was
resolved. The reservists com
plained it was unfair. Presi
dent Kennedy replied, “Life
is unfair.” How terribly,
awfully true, as it turned out
for him, too.
And I thought it silly he
man stuff for him to run
around in the rain, as photos
showed, without wearing a
hat. My ideal president was
one who had enough sense to
come in out of the rain — or
at least strike up an
umbrella. And he was sup
posed to be man with a sense
of history! Had he never read
of William Henry Harrison,
ninth president of the United
States? Harrison read his in
augural address for one hour
and forty-five minutes in a
downpour. He too was hat
less. He caught cold and died
30 days later.
Some thought President
Kennedy brought a new
ebullience to the nation and
that, as James Reston of the
New York Times wrote, a
promise of better things was
killed with him.
Despite the broodings and
despair from more assassina
tions, from racial battles and
warfare and political corrup
tions in the past 10 years,
there remains a lambent
flame within us: Could any
one doubt on that recent soft,
beautiful fall day, now grow
ing shadowy and chill, that it
surely was a great day to be
alive?
“Oh look,” said a middle
aged woman carrying a
small camera, “someone
placed a white carnation on
the President’s grave.” And
nearby, two rascally squir
rels went crashing after each
other through a clump of
dead leaves.
(NEWSPAPER ENTERPRISE ASSN.)
CARD OF THANKS
The family of little Robert
Dwayne Williams would like
to thank the many people
who was so nice to us during
our time of sorrow. To the
ones who brought food, sent
flowers and cards we say
thank you. And for each visit
you made our sorrow a little
lighter.
A special thanks to the
staff at the Griffin Spalding
County Emergency room,
and the ambulance service.
Dr. Alex P. Jones, Rev.
Charles Robison, Orchard
Hill Baptist Church and
Pittman Rawls Furneral
Home.
May God bless each one is
our prayer.
Mother: Mrs. Nancy
Williams
Brother: Ray Smith and
Grandparents Mr. & Mrs.
Ben Clifford
FRIDAY
MORNING,
NOV. 22,
1963
By Ralph Novak
A prominent Washington
politician, former Senate ma
jority secretary Bobby Baker,
is embroiled in charges of
conflict of interest.
A controversy over the sale
of American wheat to the
Soviet Union is raging.
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American officials in South
Vietnam profess "a mood of
hopefulness and cautious op
timism” in the wake of the
coup in which South Viet
namese President Ngo Dinh
Diem died, reports the Wash
ington Post. U.S. Defense
Secretary Robert McNamara,
returning from a tour of South
Vietnam, says the situation
there is “encouraging ."
Jack Paar fans are looking
forward to tonight, when
Liberace and a boxer named
Cassius Clay will visit Paar's
program. Television viewers
also can see 77 Sunset Strip,
The Farmer's Daughter, Mr.
Novak, Dr. Kildare, Burke's
Law and The Twilight Zone
among the evening's
scheduled shows.
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The civil rights bill inspired
by the new black activism
remains bogged down in Con
gress, trapped in the House
Rules committee The Com
mittee s chairman, Rep
Howard W Smith (D-Va.) has
just announced that he will
take his time in processing
the bill because “the Supreme
Court laid down a law that
things should be done with
deliberate speed and I'm a
law-abiding citizen "
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A Prince George's Country,
Maryland, teen-ager, has just
been found dead, apparently
as a result of sniffing glue.
John Nance Garner, twice
U.S. vice president, is
celebrating his 95th birthday.
Ground beef is selling for
49 cents a pound, sirloin
steak for $1.09 a pound in an
Anchorage, Alaska Washing
ton supermarket.
The Boston Celtics, led by
Bill Russell, and the Los
Angeles Lakers, led by Elgin
Baylor and Jerry West, lead
the two divisions of the Na
tional Basketball Association.
But a poll of the nation's
sports editors has shown that
baseball is still Americas
number one sport, far ahead of
pro football.
Though there are rumors
that he will be drafted for the
presidential nomination at the
1964 Republican convention,
attorney Richard M. Nixon
says he "cannot conceive of
circumstances under which
that would happen.” While
Nixon is working on business
for a soft drink company
client, however, New York
Gov. Nelson Rockefeller is
entering the Pennsylvania
1964 presidential primary.
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The stock market is setting
out to recover from a poor
Thursday that saw the Dow-
Jones industrial average drop
nearly 10 points, to 732.65.
The United States and the
Soviet Union are in the midst
of bitter argument over inci
dents on the Berlin autobahn,
and Soviet premier Nikita
Hr ' -M#nß
Ofc? . 4?
Khrushchev is in a blustering
mood.
Congress is voting to raise
the national debt ceiling to
$315 billion.
People planning to take in a
movie are choosing among
such films as "The Wheeler
Dealers,” “Take Her, She’s
Mine," “Lawrence of Arabia,”
"Under the Yum-Yum Tree,"
and “How the West Was
Won."
Weather reports predict a
mild day in Honolulu, with a
high in the low 80s. In Fair
banks, Alaska, it is 30
degrees below zero and sun
ny. In Little Rock, the tem
perature is in the high 60s and
it is raining. In Dallas, skies
are clearing from an overnight
drizzle and it will be a warm,
bright day, perfect weather
for President Kennedy's
motorcade through the city in
the early afternoon.
(NEWSPAPER ENTERPRISE ASSN.)