Dad showed care for hearts of children

On our recent trip to Washington, D.C., we visited Arlington National Cemetery, where I was struck once again by the inscription etched on Robert F. Kennedy's austere marble tomb.

"Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God."

Standing there brought back memories of another early morning in June when my father woke me up and said to follow him.

The two of us left my best friend, Gigi Ballif, sleeping on a jumble of blankets in front of the TV and went upstairs.

My father's young face was grim and lined as he turned to me.

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