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“They were both such private people,” Pierre Salinger said, “but they could be very affectionate when they thought nobody was looking.” Here is one such private moment—when Jackie waited until they were in the family car to welcome her husband home from a campaign trip in 1960.
She had not yet recovered from John Jr.’s birth and he was suffering excruciating back pain, but even seasoned photographers gasped when the new president and his first lady left the White House for the first of five inaugural balls.
Just weeks after the inauguration, Jackie was indulging in one of her true passions: jumping horses at Glen Ora, the Kennedys’ rented estate in Middleburg, Virginia.
The first couple embarked on their first official trip to Europe where they charmed Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip. JFK was “bowled over” by the way his wife handled herself.
“With the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone.” At the famous White House dinner for Nobel laureates in April 1962, JFK chatted with novelist Pearl Buck while Jackie got an earful from poet Robert Frost.
At a later dinner for French culture minister André Malraux, the hosts conferred in the hallway while an orchestra played on.
Jack and Jackie go for a sail aboard Victura at Hyannis Port in late June 1961.
At the 1962 America’s Cup banquet in Newport, Rhode Island, the first lady entertains her husband with the latest gossip from New York.
Jackie sat at her husband’s feet aboard the destroyer Joseph P. Kennedy Jr. as they watched the America’s Cup races in Narragansett Bay.
“Buttons! John! John!” The Kennedy children came running to the Oval Office as soon as they heard Daddy clap his hands. With publicity-wary Jackie riding horses in Virginia, JFK felt free to invite photographers in to snap away.
Along with the Radziwills and their growing menagerie, the president’s family celebrates Christmas 1962 in Palm Beach, Florida.
Four days later, JFK proudly looks on as his wife speaks Spanish to some of the forty thousand Cuban exiles gathered at Miami’s Orange Bowl to welcome returning Bay of Pigs prisoners.
In 1963, the first family stuck with tradition and attended Easter Mass at Palm Beach’s vine-covered St. Edward’s Church.
“Anyone for ice cream?!” With that, a dozen Kennedy cousins summering at Hyannis Port would come running to jump on Uncle Jack’s golf cart for a wild ride into town.
Just days before going into premature labour with Patrick, Jackie, who hid her heavy smoking habit from the nation, relaxes with a book and a cigarette aboard the Honey Fitz.
Drawn closer than they had ever been by Patrick’s death, Jack and Jackie hold hands as they leave the hospital at Cape Cod’s Otis Air Force Base. JFK explained the loss of their little brother to Caroline and John, then brought home a new cocker spaniel puppy to lift everyone’s spirits.
Just nine days before the fatal shots rang out in Dallas, the family was photographed one last time on the Truman Balcony of the White House, listening to the bagpipes of Scotland’s Black Watch Regiment.
Jack and Jackie.
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