Kennedy had his vices, but at the end of the day, his greatest gift was an uncanny ability to truly inspire people. When we visited Arlington National Cemetery, I got an opportunity to explain that to my daughters, who were teenagers then. They wanted to know why many of the older people were crying at the eternal flame where Kennedy is buried. Camelot and all that meant a lot to people at the time.

It's interesting though to read books and articles about Kennedy written before he was killed. The rose-colored glasses are nowhere to be found and the overall tone is far less admiring.

Most of our leaders today have no courage. It's all about spin and political correctness and how their message sells to the increasingly ignorant masses. I'd gladly forgive a few imperfections in return for a candidate I can support as opposed to voting for the lesser of the evils who happen to be running.