“Jackie laughed at the way people expected her to be dressed up like a cover for Vogue every minute of the day. She’d walk in a room with that wild dark mane of hers, toss off her shoes, and sit cross-legged on the floor. And everyone standing there would look at each other thinking ‘now what do we do?’” (Tish Baldrige). Jackie always said: “I love it when they get that panicky look in their eyes. Sometimes I feel like telling them, ‘no, I don’t wear a pill box hat to bed—but I do wear one when I bathe!’”
And there’s a picture where I have my hand on his chin and you know, he’s just looking at me and there really were tears in his eyes… . suddenly a flash came because I didn’t think there was anyone there. In the papers it said, wife chucks him under chin. I mean, that was so much more emotional than any kiss because his eyes really did fill with tears. “
~Jackie Kennedy after hearing her husband’s Inaugural address.
“That extraordinary, gallant woman - Jack’s only love. He would have been so proud of you today.” —Edward Kennedy’s toast to Jackie at Caroline Kennedy’s wedding, July 1986
At that moment, all eyes present fell on Jackie, who was reduced to tears by her brother-in-law’s heartrending words. Because regardless of whatever else had happened in the ensuing years after Dallas, she had never recovered from the loss of the love of her life - nor did she ever expect to. She had forced herself to learn how to live without him, and although she persevered to carry on with the permanent burden of an irreparably broken heart, becoming adept at keeping her immense grief and torment deeply tucked away within the innermost core of her being, his absence still shattered her soul until the end of her own life. And so, mere weeks before her death, as she gazed at the beautiful Toni Frissell prints of her wedding to JFK from 40 years earlier, as she gazed at the simple gold band he had placed on her left ring finger that day - the emblem of their love, which she kept wearing until her final breath - she reminisced, finding tremendous comfort in the knowledge that soon, she was finally going to rejoin her beloved soulmate, the love of her life who was so cruelly wrenched away from her arms some three decades prior.
“Her final words were to Caroline and John; she told them, ‘Don’t cry for me. I’m going to be with your father now.’“ —Pastor C. Bernard Ruffin, historical biographer
“Everyone said, why didn’t Jack kiss you after, which of course, he would never do there. But you had to march out in such order that I was about eight behind him… And I so badly wanted to see him before the lunch, just to see him alone… And I caught up to him in the Capitol and, oh, I was just so proud of him. And there’s a picture where I have my hand on his chin and you know, he’s just looking at me and there really were tears in his eyes… suddenly a flash came because I didn’t think there was anyone there. In the papers, it said, wife chucks him under chin. I mean, that was so much more emotional than any kiss because his eyes really did fill with tears.”
“I dont think people should forget President Kennedy and all of his effort that was made for two and a half years. You know, it is just going to be forgotten or ended, or is some way to be found to keep going in some seed that he planted? You know, maybe it will be taken up by some young boy who’ll be like he was in his Harvard days. After all, that’s when he wrote Why England Slept. That’s where he sort of started. And maybe he’ll plant a seed somewhere. Then someone like President Kennedy will come along. And those are the kind of men who are going to save the world. ”
– Jackie’s press conference after Harvard turned down the original site JFK chose for his presidential library. This speech was given after November 22, 1963.
“Above all else, Baby Patrick was their precious symbol. He was their renewed covenant, their treasured vow, the reaffirmation of their genuine commitment to each other. He was their sacred pledge, their shared promise, their sincere oath, their indestructible bond; he was the quintessential gift, an ultimate expression of the unconditional, everlasting love and sublime devotion of a young wife for her husband, conceived in passionate love during the emotionally heightened aftermath of the Cuban Missile Crisis. He represented everything that defined the phenomenal life that they had intricately woven together: their past, present, and future; their hopes, dreams, and ambitions; their happiness, joys, and triumphs; their trials, tribulations, and sorrows. He was a witness, a testament: the living, breathing embodiment of the fervently profound love, of the consuming sensual desire, of the intensely heated corporeal passion that the President and his wife had for one another.
"Their beautiful baby boy - the blessed product of their ardent love, their cherished symbol, beheld by the entire world - took his final breath two days after his premature birth, but all that which his beloved, sweet soul manifested for his parents … never, ever died, and it never, ever will.”