I was reading a really good biography recently, Edward Klein’s Ted Kennedy: The Dream That Never Died, and early the book I was was struck by a certain passage. It comes the moment when Klein recounts the Kennedy family receiving the news that J.F.K. had been shot.
Ted and his sister Eunice hopped on a presidential helicopter and flew to Hyannis Port. There, they found Rose Kennedy walking alone on the beach. “Even when I heard Jack was shot,” she said, “I thought, these things happen. I never thought the first moment that it was going to be serious. I never think the worst.”
When I first read this paragraph, my jaw literally dropped. I have never encountered a more striking description of a fundamentally optimistic personality than this. This was a woman who, having already lost two children to early deaths, remained upbeat even upon hearing that her oldest surviving child (who happened to be President of the United States) had been shot. How is this possible?