JFK

I was sitting playing the piano in the Oval Office. I had ordered them to put it there. I played Fur Elise, for my first wife, the love of my life, the mother of Arney, my oldest daughter. I missed them both so much.

What was the point of being JFK if I didn't have the two loves of my life here with me? As PJ once said: " We Kennedy men are extremely unlucky in love. I lost my wife, Joseph divorced and you lost your Eliza and your brother died leaving his girlfriend and little son behind."

Joe, my dear oldest brother, the one that had been groomed to become president and now I was taking his place. What makes me remember one of Dad's adventures on Curacao with Maria. Maria was sitting outside at Salsbach combing her long blond hair. Dad was standing behind her and he ran his fingers through her hair.

"Hi, my Maria", he said.

Maria nearly fell of the impression from her chair.

"Joseph! It is always you! Don't you have a wife and kids?"

"Like you have Johannes. And now I am taking his place".

I stopped playing the piano. I smiled. Maria, Petronilia and Maria Justina. Dad's other family on Curacao. The family I chosed to let Arney grow up in. Far away from

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Publisher: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Publication Date: 12-30-2020
ISBN: 978-3-7487-6990-3

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Dedication:
In 1976 an American gentleman named Kenneth O'Donnell visited my Mother and gave her the diary and some letters of JFK to guard for him. He never came back.