Volume 11, Number 2 · August 1, 1968
On Robert Kennedy
By Hans J. Morgenthau
The emotions have had their day. We have witnessed a funeral which for most of us must have been the most moving ever seen, quite different in its monumental privacy from the somber pomp and circumstance of John F. Kennedy's state funeral. The grief of a family was made visible to millions. We went with the widow to St. Patrick's at five o'clock in the morning, watched her at solitary prayer, and followed her to the coffin, averting our gaze when she embraced that part of it where the shattered head of her husband lay.
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