Although
it does not bear her name, the John F. Kennedy National Historic Site
in Brookline, Massachusetts is more of a tribute to Rose Kennedy and her
young family than it is to our 35th president. The Kennedys lived in
the house for only six years, during which time John was born, but they
sold it in 1920. The house had changed hands several times when Rose
bought it back in 1966 after her son had been assassinated. She restored
it herself according to her memories and gave it to the park service
fully decorated and renovated to the way it was in 1917.
Or
at least the way she wanted it to be. The house is beautiful,
surprisingly modest, and happy, but it’s hard to not feel a sense of
looming tragedy. By the time Rose repurchased the house, everyone who
had lived in it was either dead or unable to help her with the project:
Joe Jr. had died in the war in 1944, Rosemary was incapacitated due to a
botched lobotomy, Joe Sr. had suffered a debilitating stroke in 1961,
and John had been assassinated in 1963. Rose was the only one left, so
the house acts as a memorial to her family in a simpler, happier time.
For
all the effort that went into presenting the house as a cozy, cheerful
home, there are still signs of the dysfunction the Kennedys became
infamous for. For example, the master bedroom contained two twin beds,
which I initially thought could not have been the true state of things,
except the park ranger told me they really did sleep in separate beds.
Given the number of children they had, it seems it didn’t make much
difference, but it still seemed slightly odd to me. The park ranger told
a story about how after Jean, their eighth child, was born, Joe gave
Rose her choice of three diamond bracelets as a gift. When a friend
asked what he would give her to top himself if they had another child,
he replied with “a sock in the eye.” Charming.
Another
park ranger story involved Rose leaving on a trip when the future
president was about seven years old. As Rose was saying goodbye to her
children, Jack turned to her and said, “A fine mother you are to leave
us!” His mother, racked with guilt, returned several minutes later to
check on her children, who were playing happily despite her absence.
Apparently, little Jack knew exactly where to strike to create the most
damage.
Edward
Kennedy described the atmosphere as one of “spirited competitiveness,”
but I would describe it more as “ruthless ambition.” The kind of success
the Kennedys had would not have been possible if they were not
ambitious and willing to use almost any means necessary to achieve their
goals. Perhaps the greatest rivalry in the family was between Joe and
John; Joe was always physically stronger than his younger brother, but
John used his cunning to outwit his older brother. Perhaps it’s just
because I have an usually good older brother, but I found their
relationship appalling. My brother would never have purposefully hurt
me, physically or emotionally, so the constant fighting between the two
oldest Kennedy brothers disturbed me more than it should have, since
they were most likely acting like normal little boys.
I
think the trouble I have with Kennedy is that I view him less as a
president and more as a celebrity. Bits of family gossip are more
memorable to me than John Kennedy’s political record, so I find it hard
to separate him from his glamorous family. This was partially
intentional; the Kennedys had strong ties to Hollywood and Rose raised
them to live public lives, just as she had as the daughter of the mayor
of Boston. Seeing the Kennedy Birthplace, untainted as it is by the
later tragedies and scandals the family faced, made me wonder how their
life would I have been different if the “spirited competitiveness” had
been toned down a bit. Fame and power are heady things, but they can
take away as much as they can give.
I
got the sense that Rose understood that when she returned to her modest
starter home. The house has an aura of bittersweet nostalgia,
helplessly aware of the troubles to come, but hopeful for a better
future. “We were very happy here,” the voice of Rose Kennedy says in a
recording played at the end of the tour of the house, and you get the
sense they were never quite so happy again.
1 comment:
Very perceptive, Laura! Joe Kennedy Sr. was a ruthless, selfish s.o.b. Have you read "The Fitzgeralds and the Kennedys" by Doris Kearns Goodwin? I think you'd enjoy it.
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