In passing........Teddy Kennedy
I am being taken back to memories of being a little girl in the 1970's, a daughter so enamored with her father, and wanting to know everything he thought, while showing interest in all he did. My trip down memory lane is in the wake of the passing of Edward Kennedy. Perhaps it is because I remember sitting with my father on Sunday mornings and watching Meet the Press and Face the Nation - me, that little girl asking question after question in an attempt to understand what these men who seemed so far away from us were discussing - and there - my father, taking his time in between the gentle "shh's" and pauses to explain to me the world around us and the politics that either creates positive steps forward, or negative binds to being chained to the past. It was during those Sunday morning chats with my father that I learned about the Kennedy family - all their accomplishments, and all the tragedy that plagued a family of fellow Catholics. These conversations with my fath