Last night I finished The Last Campaign by Thurston Clarke, a book about RFK and his campaign for the presidency. Oddly enough, I started the book at a Den Party last week, and was so consumed by the 28 page prologue that by the time I finished it, I had missed my turn on the list. So be it. After finishing the work itself, I was struck by how perfect a time in my life the book had found me. TIMEOUT: I'm not a huge believer in fate, or in the predetermination of life, and I generally believe human beings have free will within in set boundaries. However I do believe that the pursuit of knowledge, most specifically reading, is a lifelong journey that is predetermined. I believe that the works we read- the books, the articles, the newspapers, the poems- find us at a specific time. Back to the book. I thought it was an excellent piece and suggest it to anyone who wishes to read a very personal account of Robert Kennedy's last days.
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