Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Letters Capture Grief for President Kennedy

White House photo by Robert Kundsen shows White House staff members and volunteers sorting through letters of condolence in December 1963. More than a million people wrote Jacqueline Kennedy after her husband's assassination.


By Katie Zezima
Published: March 8, 2010, New York Times

BOSTON — Days after President John F. Kennedy was killed, Dr. Ira Seiler sat at his desk and wrote a letter of condolence to his widow, Jacqueline Kennedy.

A letter to Mrs. Kennedy from Lisa Blumberg.

“Today, on Thanksgiving, I keenly sense his death for it was just three years ago today that I forced my breath into the lungs of his newly born son,” Dr. Seiler wrote. John F. Kennedy Jr. was born premature; Dr. Seiler, a pediatric resident, said he placed a tube in the baby’s trachea and breathed air into his lungs.

“I met your husband only once after this but the part I played in saving his son’s life gave me a feeling of deep closeness to your husband,” Dr. Seiler wrote. He added: “I only wish I had been able to give my life in place of that of your husband. He had so much to offer.”

Dr. Seiler was one of more than a million people who wrote to Mrs. Kennedy in the months after her husband’s assassination in 1963. Many of the letters were destroyed — there were simply too many to keep — but thousands of others were stored at the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library in Boston, where they were rarely seen; even many of the writers forgot what they had said.

For a new book, “Letters to Jackie: Condolences From a Grieving Nation,” released by HarperCollins, Ellen Fitzpatrick, a historian, culled through the archives. Now she has published about 250 letters, most for the first time, from people around the country who felt compelled to write to Mrs. Kennedy.

The letters, many of them eloquent expressions of grief — from a priest in an Eskimo village, schoolchildren in Texas, a middle-class family in California, a widow in Pittsburgh, a Louisiana woman with a fourth-grade education — provide a window into Americans struggling with poverty, fighting for civil rights and trying to comfort themselves and others in the face of the president’s death.

“The lights of the prison have gone out now,” wrote Stephen J. Hanrahan, Prisoner 85255, from a federal penitentiary in Atlanta. “In this, the quiet time, I can’t help but feel, that my thoughts and the thoughts of my countrymen will ever reach out to that light on an Arlington hillside for sustenance. How far that little light throws his beam.”

“There is great wisdom in the hearts of these average folks back in this moment in 1963,” said Ms. Fitzpatrick, an American political and intellectual historian and a professor at the University of New Hampshire.

The idea for the book came as Ms. Fitzpatrick was conducting research at the Kennedy library on another project and remembered how, when she was a young girl, she saw Mrs. Kennedy on television thanking Americans for sending letters of condolence. Ms. Fitzpatrick found the letters and started culling through them.

Because of copyright law, she could not publish the letters — from taxicab drivers to the widow of Medgar Evers to Langston Hughes — without permission from the writers or their heirs. So she enlisted the help of genealogists and others to find them.

Only one person asked that his letter remain private. Others were shocked to learn that theirs still existed.

“I had forgotten what I had written,” said Tom Smith, who skipped school at age 14 to see the Kennedys in his hometown, Dallas. About six blocks after the motorcade passed, he said, Kennedy was shot.

Days later, Mr. Smith bought a simple condolence card with his own money and mailed it to Mrs. Kennedy.

“I know the grief you bear,” he wrote. “I bear that same grief. I am a Dallasite.” He added, “I’m very disturbed because I saw him a mere 2 minutes before that fatal shot was fired.”

Mr. Smith, now 61 and living in San Antonio, said he had not realized how many people wrote to Mrs. Kennedy. “I felt so bad about it, and so much a part of it,” he said. “I thought I was the only one doing it.”
Full story at NYT.

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