toledoblade.com: "On a bright Sunday morning nearly 43 years ago, a ramshackle Buick crept through the posh streets of Palm Beach, Fla., toward a sprawling, Mediterranean-style mansion.
At the wheel was a disheveled, silver-haired madman. His aged right hand rested near a switch wired to seven sticks of dynamite.
Inside the two-story stucco home was his target - president-elect John F. Kennedy - readying for morning Mass.
Richard Pavlick stopped a short distance from the house and waited, unnoticed by U.S. Secret Service agents outside.
It was decades before today"
At the wheel was a disheveled, silver-haired madman. His aged right hand rested near a switch wired to seven sticks of dynamite.
Inside the two-story stucco home was his target - president-elect John F. Kennedy - readying for morning Mass.
Richard Pavlick stopped a short distance from the house and waited, unnoticed by U.S. Secret Service agents outside.
It was decades before today"
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