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Born 17 days after his father was elected, Kennedy had no memories of his own about his father or his father's funeral; he remembered the image of himself saluting, not the salute itself. After the assassination, Jacqueline Kennedy escaped with her children into the anonymity of Manhattan, moving into a five-bedroom apartment on Fifth Avenue overlooking Central Park. The children traveled frequently with their mother, but 1040 Fifth would always be home. Kennedy attended a nearby school, St. David's, but he could be rowdy and difficult; in 1968, the year his uncle was assassinated, the third-grader...
Graduating in 1983, Kennedy did some traveling in India and moved back to Manhattan, getting involved in charitable work, doing the club and party scene, dating. He was frequently photographed by the tabloids, and he didn't seem to mind. There was even a touch of exhibitionism in the way he made his body available to the paparazzi. "He seemed to want the attention a bit," says Van Dyk. Kennedy dabbled in acting, but Jackie thought it an unserious, and thus unsuitable, career choice. When he and Christina Haag did a show together in 1985, he made sure to tell...
...years and--infamously--requiring three cracks at the bar exam before he passed. But book smarts aren't the only kind; Kennedy had a highly developed emotional intelligence, an intuitive feel for people. It was on display in his work as an assistant district attorney in the office of Manhattan D.A. Robert Morgenthau, where he showed great concern for the damaged people who came through the system. He confessed a few times to sympathizing with the defendants he was supposed to be putting away...
...tell you what it was like to see him. I was in a restaurant last Thursday in Manhattan with a small group of friends who were catching up and arguing politics. Suddenly some invisible shift happened, some peripheral force entered the room--a tall man in sunglasses hobbling toward a back table. He moved briskly, as if he hoped no one would notice...
...When I met her for the first time, I expected to hear that whisper, see a will-o'-the-wisp, but found instead someone with a firm voice, incredibly self-possessed and with a day-to-dayness about her. You could picture that she could make her way in Manhattan, hailing taxis and going to the movies and taking her children for ice cream in Central Park without causing a fuss...