My father was born the same year, 1917, and this is his centennial as well. He died in 2006, and I am reading a poem I wrote for his service at church for Father's Day in remembrance. I think JFK's image has changed over the years, not as much of a family man as he appeared, but perhaps more of an actual statesman than his image in life. Dad was a minesweeper skipper in the Philippines during WWII, and I was an enlisted radioman aboard a 'sweep during Vietnam, so I joke we were a minesweeper dynasty.