I don’t think any of us can ever really know the strangeness of growing up Kennedy in the last part of the 20th century. The name alone conferred a staggering world of privilege, but it also came with a stifling restraint. Like the British royals (and perhaps no one else in the world), the young Kennedys could do anything and know anyone, simply by wishing it so, but they could never accomplish anything that wasn’t chiefly credited to the name.
