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Of JFK and Camelot.

JFK airport is my favorite New York City Airport. I always seem to leave from there. And now my trip to Londinium begins. But JFK has a deeper meaning to me now. When I think of his Camelot. I think of a shining place. I think of a time when politician or kings were just and fair. A place where all are equal at the table. An ideal place shrouded in Mists of myth. And JFK like all just kings, the few that were, his reign was far too short. I know in my heart , JFK’s reign was just as much myth. I always thought of him as “our American” Arthur although his proclivities were more towards Lancelot. NYC , my home was always Avalon. And now it’s my turn to seek the grail.