On the way home Jennifer said to her father-in-law, “Richard is a Kennedy, isn he?
” He replied, “Don’t ever say that to anyone.” * * * * The day Richard, himself, came to really believe he was JFK’s son was the day Jennifer almost lost him. She explains: “It was in August 1970, Richard was playing on the elevator in our building at the Presidential Park Apartments in Adelphi, Md.,” she says. “When he didn’t come back, we looked for him and he wasn’t anywhere.” Lisa says Richard was missing for nine hours. “There were two men in the car,” Richard recalls. “They told me I was JFK Jr. over and over and were talking about how they would get a lot of money for me. “‘You’re beg bucks,’ they said and mentioned something about being able to prove who I really was. They told me that if I ever told anyone about them they would kill my family.” But Richard managed to escape his abductors. “When they stopped the car at a traffic light. I jumped out. The tried to stop me, grabbing my feet, and my shoes came off.” * * * * Shorly before his death in 1987, Jennifer’s husband, who l
