Friday, November 22, 2013

As today marks the 50th anniversary of President John F. Kennedy's assassination, here's a link to the song I wrote about Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, and the lyrics: http://www.amazon.com/The-Stain/dp/B003P2NPS4

Oh, well do I remember that bleak November day
I was stationed as an Airman out at Andrews Air Force Base
I can’t forget the moment you descended from the plane
For you refused to change your skirt so they would see the stain

The woolen suite you wore was pink with matching pillbox hat
You looked like a drift of blossoms on the navy Lincoln’s back
Zapruder’s homemade movie blurs the colors like Monett
But clearly I remember the vivid crimson stain

You were mindful of the photographs the press would surely take
From Parkland to Bethesda, The Oath inside the plane
“They need to see what they have done,” Mrs. Johnson heard you say
So you refused to change your suite so they would see the stain

Oh, The Dallas Times-Herald said it might rain
But the Texas sun beamed down on your motorcade
If only the bulletproof top had remained,
How many lives might have changed for the better?
So much depends on the weather

Then Monday found you wearing black, your children, powder blue
Your son salutes the casket like he sees the soldiers do
Of all the symbols of your grief—the graves eternal flame—
The one that I remember first will always be the stain


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