DT's memory of JFK letter reminds me of the vague vague memory I have of being downtown with my mom and seeing Eisenhower. I am not sure of the year, but I was maybe 4 or 5. I saw signs and people wearing the "I like Ike" buttons. I simply remember the excitement of the crowd and the activity but that's it.

Although I have no letter, one of my happiest political moments came when I saw JFK go by our school and wave to the crowd in 1960 (I was about12). Years later in 68 I shook Bobby Kennedy's hand at the airport. I remember there was a crowd and I inched my way to the front of the fence he walked along and got to shake his hand. In both cases however, nothing I have saved except the memory.
TIS