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When Caroline Kennedy was six years old, her father, President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas. On the day of the funeral in Washington, DC, she rode with her brother John and their nanny in the back seat of a limousine which slowly made it’s way to St. Matthew’s Cathedral.

Her mother, Jackie, and uncles, Robert and Ted, were walking in front of the limousine. Looking out of the window, Caroline recognized the friendly face of Robert Foster, a Secret Service agent. She rolled down the window and stuck out her little hand. Agent Foster took it and held it tightly all the way to the cathedral. Later, Agent Foster said it was all he could do to fight back his tears of sadness for little Caroline Kennedy. 



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Victor M. Parachin ... 

a Vedic educator, yoga instructor, Buddhist meditation teacher and author of a dozen books. Buy his books at amazon or your local bookstore. Sadly, Victor passed away in August 2025, but his blog continues. Janet Parachin, his partner of 45 years, shares quotes from his books and articles each week. 

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