I was a graduate student at UVa when Bobby Jr. was in law school. He was the biggest jackass I have ever met.
He got very drunk at a party at a manor house in the horse country surrounding C’ville and proceeded to drive his car into the Georgian garden and then started to spin do-nuts and destroyed the entire yard. He had his drunken head hanging out the drivers window laughing the entire time.
I will always remember that image.
It’s a bad gene pool.
My Dad (RIP) was the stereotypical Irish Catholic from the northeast and he HATED the Kennedys with a passion.
He always told me “A Kennedy is somebody who wants to give your money to the poor and get credit for doing it.”
I know a lawyer whose dad went to UVA with Teddy after Teddy got kicked out of Harvard for cheating. I asked him what his father thought of Teddy and he said, “All that Dad ever said was that Teddy knew how to throw a hell of a good party!”