Rosemary Kennedy

 While I was listening to all the news coverage of the death of Senator Ted Kennedy, I began idly googling the Kennedy family and was drawn to the women, especially Rosemary Kennedy.

She was different, troubled, but most likely not retarded as has been printed repeatedly.  Some reports speculated that she probably had an average intelligence, but compared to the future president and his competitive siblings she just seemed retarded.  She may have had learning disabilities. Some speculated that she suffered from mental illness exacerbated by her inability to meet the exceedingly high standards of her birth family and the Catholic Church of the period.  Rosemary Kennedy was prone to emotional outbursts and seemed to like the attention of men.  Maybe she expressed anger at the double standard when the men in her family were encouraged to sow their wild oats, while the women had to avoid “the thing the priest says not to do”.  In another culture, in another time, in a different family, she might have been happy and successful.  (Or not, as in the 1961 film “Splendor in the Grass”.)

I think of the Clowns Ex Machina work we do with Kendall, in our all women troupe, riffing off cultural images and expectations.  Some of my most successful improvisations in the studio have at their core attempts to maintain some physical manifestation of a feminine ideal.  The failure brings simultaneous laughter and tears because when a clown does it the absurdity is obvious.  When it happens in real life.  

Well…

Rosemary Kennedy was given a lobotomy.

There is a photograph of a pretty bright-eyed young woman, Rosemary sharing a laugh with her little sister Jean, a freckle-faced girl with braces on her teeth who looked into the eyes of her older sister with obvious admiration.  It was taken about a year before the lobotomy left 23-year-old Rosemary Kennedy completely incapacitated.  Jean would have been about 13 when that happened.  Jean is described in the press as the shyest and most guarded of the children of Joseph P. Kennedy.  In 1974, Jean Kennedy Smith founded Very Special Arts, a non-profit organization that promotes the artistic talents of mentally and physically challenged children and is an affiliate of the John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts.

Googling Randomly

I should be doing a million things (like cleaning–yuck and writing grant proposals–yuck), but instead I am hiding from the heat in our air-conditioned bedroom next to our sleeping daughter googling randomly.  It started with an on-line search for Brownie Girl Scout Try-It badges (because I have to get the requests into her leader today.)  I thought I could find badges she could get for the work she did in preparation for her First Communion or as a member of her school’s FirstLEGO Robotics team (there must be a badge, we saw Girl Scout First LEGO League teams at the Javits Center in April)

Then I googled Cirque du Solelil’s KOOZA because I was still thinking about this weekend.  I had hoped to see the production which was playing in Philadelphia yesterday when we were there and there were matinee tickets available.  I knew this because had the concierge check for me.  (KOOZA was concieved and directed by David Shiner whose workshop I was taking last fall when the seeds for the piece I did last week were planted)   But, My Kid didn’t want to go see the Cirque du Soleil  (Her concept of the show was probably damaged by the Simpson’s unflattering “Cirque du Puree”).   She was there to swim in the hotel pool and we had already dragged her to one theatrical experience not of her choosing. The Husband wasn’t backing me up, and I wasn’t selling it well.  We live on the East Coast, KOOZA will be in the region for months, it was not our only chance to see the production.  Other than seeing Bill Irwin’s show we were just there for a relaxing weekend get away. My Kid has been sick, The Husband was tired and the weather was HOT. So even though we could see the trademark tent from the hotel–nobody but me thought it was a great idea to go there.  Sigh.

David Shiner worked with Bill Irwin in “Fool Moon” which The Husband and I saw together in Seattle.  I googled Bill Irwin because he’s, well, he’s Bill Irwin and I saw his show this weekend.  I enjoyed the fact that his home page hasn’t been updated recently enough to include the current production even though it’s nearing the end of its run.  Bill Irwin led to the name Bruce Hurlbut, who played the piano for “Scapin” on Broadway and also for  the melodrama “The Drunkard” at the University of Montana when I, as a short thin high school student, played the child in the show.  His name led to the website of a new theatre in Washington full of our old Annex friends including Andrea Allen and Allison Narver and Jack Bentz who we had hoped could marry us but who wasn’t quite finished with seminary when we looked into it at the time.  I think he hooked us up with the priest from Seattle U who did marry us.

Gosh I feel so connected.