It was really an impossible task for anybody. Especially for Jack.
Except for him.
There he was in the small room — secret service keeping him there, he, not knowing what was happening.
Jack had essentially had cut him off from power for three years.
Powerless. A Fox on a Leash.
The first Vice President, had described it as “the most insignificant office that ever the invention of man contrived or his imagination conceived.”
But then one of Kennedy’s aides, came to him in that small hospital room, and said with some solemnity — “Mr President..”