Well said, Beer.

I remember the school drills to dive under the desk in the event of a nuclear attack. I remember Mom no longer making "snow" ice cream for us because of concerns about radioactivity from nuclear tests. I remember my not well-off, and not prone to paranoid parents reviewing their finances, trying unsuccessfully to find a way to afford an underground bunker to protect our family in the event of a nuclear attack.

I remember a call to serve others that was influential and inspiring to a young girl just entering junior high school, and that has shaped my life and my career. I will always comprehend Kennedy as an icon while understanding with maturity that he also had feet of clay.