I believe in yesterday and the promise that JFK pitched like a major league fastball

The assassination of President John F. Kennedy doesn’t mean as much to this generation. Understandably so. The passage of time always grows scar tissue over gaping wounds.
It is hard to believe that it’s been 47 years today that JFK was gunned down in Dallas, a national tragedy that left a nation crestfallen and pursuing assassination conspiracy plots with ardent passion. They might as well have been chasing shadows across the moon.
The point was moot. JFK was dead and so was Camelot. And the promise of tomorrow.
The prism and perspective of time have revealed that Kennedy was a flawed man, an average president.
Of course, in the early years after his death he was lionized like no other. And deservedly so.
Kennedy changed the culture of America in the 1960s, shoving aside the farty fifties and ushering in the sexy sixties.
He was young and fearless and not yet experienced enough to avoid the rash mistakes of intemperate youth.
While a physical wreck in reality, none of us sensed that at the time. The media was not the probing monster it can be today. JFK had a swagger like no other. He looked like a stud who could lash lasers from the tee and at the Soviet Union, strike iron shots with majestic trajectory and pristine precision — whether they were headed for the flag or Cuba.
Jack and Jackie Kennedy were captivating and mesmerizing. It was the best of times to be young and proud to be an American … a distant time before Vietnam, the race riots, the assassinations of Jack, Bobby, Martin and John brought the killing fields to our homes and hearts.
In the syrupy shadows cast by the dust and pallor of nearly a half of century, I still can see images flickering in the whispering pines of John F. Kennedy’s hitch-up-your-pants-and-kill-it daring.
In contrast, today’s American leaders seem too mirthless, mind-numbing and lugubrious.
The man who served less than a full term in office still casts a long shadow over American politics and culture.
If only he had been given more time.