Meeting RFK, Jr.

                                           

RFK, Jr, [Then and Now] {Photo: Tablet Magazine}

I've been encouraged to write about my experiences with Political and Military luminaries in my formative years.

During those moments, I was merely the offspring of my well-connected parents (Mom, a NYC Socialite, Dad, a Career Army officer), or, a friend of a friend who was inside those circles.  Over the years, I'd meet famous politicians/presidents, political appointees, generals and admirals, CIA and DIA leadership, Movie Stars and Entertainers, Authors, and Shadow Government leaders.  In retrospect, it all seems extraordinary, but, during those meetings, they were just meetings which were interesting, slightly educational, and fun events on which to reflect.

My introduction to the RFK family, and RFK, Jr (when he was about 12 years old) came about via two sources.  The first through a college roommate in 1965, and later, in 1967 through the gal I was then dating.                          

             Hickory Hill

My college roommate's sister worked for newly-elected Senator Robert F Kennedy, so, with his sister's access, we would attend an occasional social event at the RFK residence (Hickory Hill) in Langley, Virginia [just down the street from the CIA - where I would, a few years later spend considerable time in the 1980s)]. 

Ethel Kennedy

Later, following my graduation from Chapel Hill in 1966, I attended an occasional RFK social event in 1967 through the gal I was then dating.  Her two room-mates worked for Bobby and Ethel who were the growing celebrities in DC, holding numerous gatherings with eclectic guest lists.  One room-mate was Bobby's Senatorial Aide (a lawyer), arranging political and social connections, with many a journalist and photographer attending.  The other was Ethel's Social Secretary - the keeper of all RFK secrets.  In Washington in that era, these soirées were the political connection mechanism, so anyone aspiring to political ascendency was certain to attend.  

[While he lived at Hickory Hill, Robert Kennedy became the US Attorney General in 1961; a US senator in 1965; and a presidential candidate in 1968.]

Now, the Kennedy families knew how to party, and in Bobby's massive living room, there was a Juke Box positioned with an extensive collection of pop music - designed to frustrate hand-held tape recorders, enabling free form gossip and deal-making (not so different from today's political events). 

Robert Kennedy loved animals, particularly dogs - and Newfoundland dogs.  His favorite was Brumus - weighing in at about 175 pounds; he frequently accompanied the Senator to his office.  There was at least one other Newfoundland, and several other breeds wandering about the house, mingling with the guests and keeping an eye on the kids.  The kids all made the rounds with the guests, and were then shunted upstairs to their bedrooms where they would retire from the evening excitement.

Of course, there were strict rules for attendance at these events.

1) Attendance was by name invitation only

2) Security guards were casually dressed, on the lookout for interlopers.

3) All guests were restricted to the first floor living room 

RFK Family

4) No one was allowed to take photos of the Kennedy kids

5) No one was to go upstairs.

The Kennedy families were known for their prolific families, and Bobby and Ethel produced 11 kids, all of whom could be identified by the Kennedy buck teeth (must be something in Boston water).  

At one of these visits [routine and party] I had occasion to meet young Robert, Jr, a pleasant young fellow about 13 years old.  I doubt he would remember me, although I would likely be able to identify him now.

During these parties, which might go on well into the night, guests were quite well engaged, and journalists and photographers were eager to capture iconic photos of all the guests and luminaries of the era.  It was the way Washington worked back then, and likely still does. 

[With luck, the photographers might get a photo of the RFK herd.]

At one of these events, an enterprising [but rather stupid] photographer, decided to sneak up the staircase to capture photos of the kids. He assumed he would be the hero of the news world, and Kennedy kids' photos were quite profitable due to the insistence on privacy by all Kennedy members following the JFK assassination.

RFK on the Staircase

 [Who would have guessed that a journalist photographer would engage in nefarious affairs.] 

He would be the hero of the news world, and Kennedy kids photos were rare, particularly after the murder of Senator Percy's daughter in her bedroom in the Percy house.

[Brumus' Breed ]

Now this enterprising fellow had made it halfway up the staircase, camera in hand, at the ready, to take lots of photos, when he heard a growl above him.  There at the top of the stairs was perched an enormous black Newfoundland dog with bared teeth; 

the photographer carefully turned to descend the stairs, only to encounter Brumus, an equally enormous Newfoundland, also growling and with bared teeth.  

Approached from above and below, there was no escape from certain "death by Newfoundland", creating a situation in which the photographer somehow lost control of his bladder.

It was then that he noticed one of the Security Guards motioning for him to continue his descent, past Brumas, and hopefully into the safety of the Security Guard.  To his great relief, Brumas did not eat him; but, to his embarrassment, the entirety of the guests had emerged from the Living Room to witness this ordeal - which remained "unpublished" by the Media.  However, the Media was thus warned that such violations of the Rules would not be tolerated. 

The photographer was subsequently banned from any other event in Washington, and was reportedly shunned by his colleagues. 

Ed Note:

This is one of the numerous "luminaries I've met" stories I will include in my up-coming book - which I may actually complete at some point in the foreseeable future.  Sometimes the circumstances of the meeting are, by themselves, quite interesting - but they expose the luminaries as just ordinary folks, like you and me.

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FOONOTE:

Reviewing the assassination of ROBERT F KENNEDY, Sr.  

After winning the California primary, shortly after midnight on June 5, 1968, in Los Angeles, Robert Kennedy was assassinated in the Ambassador Hotel pantry; the murder occurred following RFK's successful campaign in California's primary elections; he was the leading 1968 Democratic presidential candidate. He died the following day.

Sirhan Sirhan, a 24-year-old Palestinian, was accused of shooting Kennedy as he walked through the restaurant kitchen.  The reason given was in retaliation for RFK's support of Israel following the 1967 Six-Day War. 

[Oddly, Robert's brother, JFK, was assassinated because he was demanding twice yearly inspections of Israel's nuclear development as it was leading to nuclear weapons.  (Was the RFK assassination another Mossad False Flag op - to conveniently prop up a Palestinian as the assassin?)] 

Sirhan was arrested, tried, and convicted, but the Kennedy family demanded that Sirhan not be sentenced to death since it was obvious he was not the shooter, 

[Similarly, in the JFK assassination, the shooter was certified to be other than Lee Harvey Oswald (a US Navy Intelligence under-cover operative)].

1) Analysis of an audio recording of the shooting made by Stanislaw Pruszynski and forensic expert Philip van Praag indicated that at least 13 shots were fired.

2) Van Praag said the audio recording revealed there were at least two instances in which the time between shots was shorter than humanly possible, and different resonances; thus  there was more than one gun.

3) Witnesses claimed there were multiple bullet holes in the door frames of the pantry [which were later destroyed]. "There were too many bullets; you can't fire 13 shots out of an 8-shot gun".

4) Kennedy's wounds indicated his assailant had stood directly behind him, 

5) But. Witnesses said Sirhan was facing west, 3 feet from Kennedy,

6) Kennedy was moving eastward through the pantry. 

7) Sirhan approached as Kennedy was turning to his left, facing north, exposing his right side, which was away from Sirhan.

8) Thomas Noguchi, Chief Medical Examiner-Coroner for LA County, stated the fatal shot was behind RFK's right ear had been fired at a distance of one inch!

More Forensic Evidence:

In 1975, a panel of seven experts in forensics found that the three bullets that hit RFK were all fired from the same gun, but there was no match between those bullets and Sirhan's revolver. 

An internal police document concluded that 

"Kennedy and Weisel bullets {were} not fired from same gun" and "Kennedy bullet was not fired from Sirhan's revolver."

Sirhan's defense attorneys filed a 62-page brief asserting that a bullet used as evidence to convict Sirhan was switched with another bullet at the crime scene. The brief claims that this was done because the bullet taken from Kennedy's neck did not match Sirhan's gun. [duplicating the circumstances of the Reagan assassination attempt by HInkley]

Eyewitness John Pilger asserted there must have been multiple gunmen since the pistol claimed to have been used by Sirhan held only 8 rounds, and a total of 13 rounds were fired from two different caliber weapons - neither of which belonged to Sirhan. 

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SAN DIEGO (08/27/2021) 

Sirhan Sirhan {Fall Guy}
[55 years in prison because
he was a Palestinian!]

 

— California’s parole board voted to free Robert F. Kennedy’s (accused) assassin after two of RFK’s sons said they supported releasing him and prosecutors declined to argue he should be kept behind bars. 

But the governor ultimately will decide if Sirhan Sirhan leaves prison.

[Does this sound like the official government discrepancies explaining the attempt to assassinate Donald Trump in Butler, Ohio?]