Forgive me, please, for repeating myself, as people of a certain age often do. Iâve written columns before on major anniversaries of the assassination of John F. Kennedy. But I have just left a remarkable sculpture exhibit in the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts and found myself walking down Avenue du President-Kennedy, remembering the whole awful episode, 60 years ago this week: the memory that wonât go away, the memory that, in defiance of human experience, somehow gets fresher every year.
The sculpture exhibit is a retrospective on the work of Marisol, the Venezuelan American sculptor who, in small wooden figures sitting below a massive carving of John F. Kennedy Jr. â the 3-year-old in full salute, the way the military men once saluted his fallen father â triggered a flood of memories, none of them nostalgic.
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