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President Kennedy

President Kennedy 50 years ago, how young we were I was on a happy Little ship that had crew enough so no one got overworked The ship ploughing blue water on her way to Jamaica, It was a wonderful day and after the Cuba crisis, we felt at ease. The peace was shattered through a crackling radio came the message, President Kennedy has been shot. It was like losing a brother, he was our generation he was different from the other old men, he was the future our hope. The work and voyage continued, but there was no laughter. We tended to be pro-Americans back then, this has changed As we read more and understand politics. Ok, with this said no other politician has inspired us as Jack did.

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