Oh Well I Understand Ya.

Oh God. K. I'm crying, thanks.

The horrible year that was 1968 came to an end with the RFK children putting a book together for their mother memorializing Bobby. David’s entry was the standout - an extraordinary piece for a 13-year-old. 

“Daddy was very funny in church because he would embarrass all of us by singing very loud. Daddy did not have a very good voice. There will be no more football with Daddy, no more swimming with him, no more riding with him and no more camping with him. But he was the best father there ever was and I would rather have him for a father for the length of time I did than any other father for a million years.”

- Behind Blue Eyes: The Biography of David Anthony Kennedy by Grahame Bedford

I know, you need a little shy Neil.

06/03/65

Gus and John at Mission Control for the launch of Gemini 4.

It's me.

This is how I go to bed with thoughts of John Young.

(thank ya dissolve & yeah I luv ya watermark)

the main riddle.

why did I sing it?!?

HIER KOMMT DIE SONNE!!

SIE IST DER HELLSTE STERN VON ALLEN!!!

Darkness as a corrupting horror: oh cool

Blinding light as a corrupting horror: OOOOOOGGGGGHOODSHITOOHOOHOOHOOHEHEHE

I feel like these lovely ladies outside the window.

Awww John!

It's style babe.

(credit to the owner)

Tonight is the full moon and I am so fascinated by the Moon right now.

I missed your complete look so much.