No matter what you thought of his politics, his personal life or his attitude, the passing of Ted Kennedy has to leave you feeling at the very least, a bit like Sam watching Frodo sail off from the Grey Havens. (My apologies to those of you who aren’t Lord of the Rings fans).
The last of political powerhouse clan, the final surviving brother from a family that seemed to be haunted by tragedy. Regardless of your feelings concerning his political or personal beliefs, I can’t believe many people would honestly be able to deny that here was a man who stood behind what he believed in. Not only did he stand behind it, he fought for it, in that dogged New England fashion.
Tonight I can’t help but wonder how sweet the reunion might be now that he’s reunited with the brothers whose memory he held dear. Somehow I find myself believing that they are all together on a sailboat, reunited once again.
