In 1966, I worked one summer with an upperclassman from Princeton at a camp for rich kids. (That’s where I learned to cuss.) His family was friends with other New Englanders who had known the Kennedys, and JFK had only been…
In 1966, I worked one summer with an upperclassman from Princeton at a camp for rich kids. (That’s where I learned to cuss.) His family was friends with other New Englanders who had known the Kennedys, and JFK had only been…