We cats were recently in a très cute store in Chatham, New York, which was selling votive candles with John Lennon on them. (Also candles with Frida Kahlo, if you must know. We were sorely tempted.)
We guess we should have bought the one with Lennon — because of course the 20th anniversary of John F. Kennedy's and Carolyn Bessette Kennedy's deaths is suddenly upon us. How fitting it would have been to light that candle tonight.
Gosh, we miss JFK, Jr. Smart, elegant, handsome, private, decent — he was the antithesis of what passes for celebrity today. Since we cats grew up in a time in which "If Mrs. Kennedy didn't do it, you didn't, either," John was truly his mother's son. America needs more of that these days, don't you agree?
The Q-Anon idiots said he was coming back on on the Fourth of July. If only he had. We cats weep.
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