John Kennedy and his brothers were carbon copies of their father, a criminal who made his fortune by having in place crooked politicians and judges BEFORE prohibition. These people bought American liquor which was perfectly legal to manufacture and sell, storing it in Canada and Cuba. When Prohibition hit that booze was worth 5–10 x more in value. Joseph kept his hands clean and made certain his boys were never placed in any dangerous situation but the B2M fan I’m not old I’m vintage signatures thank you for the memories shirt besides I will buy this kids were involved in rum running. According to my Great-Great Aunt, rumour had it that Joe’s older boy, Joe, didn’t want to get into it and moved out of the compound. I do not know if this is true but Joe was a skilled pilot later killed soon after takeoff from England, his B-17 allegedly filled with explosives and as the story goes he was attempting to bail out from the plane and tripped a detonator. The Germans supposedly shot the plane down capturing Kennedy who was later shot. It is impossible to get to the truth as the principals of the matter are all deader than hammers. I digress!
JFK was a good looking guy and was addicted (excuse the B2M fan I’m not old I’m vintage signatures thank you for the memories shirt besides I will buy this pun) to new vaginas. Most of his Navy career was spent partying and having various sexual escapades even on his boat, PT-109. It was during one of these when his craft was rammed by a Japanese destroyer and sunk. The survivors of this incident never, to my knowledge, were witnesses at a board of inquiry if one, indeed, was ever held. Joseph Kennedy was a good buddy of then-president Roosevelt and was a frequent guest at the WH, often bringing (I suppose) fine scotch to which FDR was often incapacitated by (ie. drunk). My mother’s mother worked for the 1st VP as a housekeeper and said Mrs. Gardner (who she didn’t like at all) was a drunk who spent a lot of time at the WH when Eleanor was away (I just threw that in for spicy details and have no idea what transpired).