BREAKING: Robert F. Kennedy Member family Passes Away

Ethel Kennedy, a longtime advocate for human rights and widow of the late Robert F. Kennedy, has died following complications from a stroke. The Kennedy family confirmed the news, with her grandson, Joe Kennedy III, sharing the announcement on social media. She was 96 years old.

The stroke occurred in her sleep on October 3, and she was immediately taken to a hospital where she received medical care. Despite the efforts of her doctors and the presence of her loved ones, Ethel Kennedy passed away this morning. Joe Kennedy III posted a heartfelt tribute, recalling her incredible legacy and the cherished moments she spent with her family over the summer and into the fall.

“She was a devout Catholic and a daily communicant, and we are comforted in knowing she is reunited with the love of her life, our father, Robert F. Kennedy; her children David and Michael; her daughter-in-law Mary; her grandchildren Maeve and Saoirse; and her great-grandchildren Gideon and Josie,” Joe Kennedy III wrote. He added that the family is requesting privacy during this difficult time.

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