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I took this photo for my mother. She will probably never make it to see it in person. I seem to remember her talking about him a lot when I was a kid. Though that probably means she mentioned it once. Things from your youth get magnified as you get older. Not having lived through it, I’ve never really understood the lasting effect that the assassination of President Kennedy had on generations of people older than me. But maybe that’s it. Maybe it was a tragedy that happened when a lot of people were young and it stuck with them. 

I thought it was a very nice grave site. The eternal flame is a somber reminder of a life cut short before it’s time.