Failing Up
Life is improvisation! Observations from a regular guy on how with world around us impacts who we are and what we perceive. I explore how life is more about asking questions than accepting what is presented. In addition to my own reflections and experiences, I interview guests from the art, literary, music, cultural and political fields to gain insight as to how we all impact the world we share and our joint realities.
We are all failing up!
Failing Up
Anybody Here Seen My Old Friend Bobby?
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In June 5th 1968 Robert Francis Kennedy was shot in the kitchen at the Ambassadors Hotel in Los Angles after winning the California primary. He was my first hero who was not a relative, he was the torch JFK mentioned in his inauguration. He was the new generation, and in a year of turmoil, violence, division and extreme change, he was also the change agent steering into a horizon of hope. That all ended 25 hours later at 1:44am on June 6th, 1968, he died. A simple grave in Arlington Cemetery next to his brothers and at the foot of the hill of Robert Lee's mansion. The world did change after his death, I would argue not for the better.
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