Mr. Kennedy loved summer because he could do all the things he enjoyed.
He could go to the casino and play poker. He was possibly the worst poker player on the planet. He was a competitive man, but he was a terrible player.
Bad gambling was not the worst thing Mr. Kennedy did.
The worst thing is he mostly did everything alone – not because the family wasn’t around, but because he didn’t want to be around them. Mr. Kennedy spent most of his time alone.
