And even in our sleep,
|agamemnon – aeschylus – 5th century bce|
Kathleen Townsend Kennedy spoke at the 18th Annual Central Florida YMCA Prayer Breakfast this morning. I found her engaging and witty…and smart.
I’ve got a growing sense of respect for a family who had it’s share of messes — some of them self-inflicted. Yes, really.
I know a time in my life when I would have had a hard time seeing her past her name or hearing her past her theology and politics. It is possible that some of you reading this will read this post as a final shred of evidence that I’ve lost my compass or my marbles.
In truth, I feel less lost than ever.
I’m pretty sure that Lt. Governor Townsend and I would disagree on a number of points given the chance to debate on any of a number of topics. I’m also sure that we would find common ground. Quite a bit of it, in fact.
I know we both find the above quote (one her father, Bobby Kennedy, shared in 1968 in Indianapolis, Indiana on the night Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was killed in Memphis) to be extraordinarily powerful.
Interesting turning of my heart over time.