In the late 1940s, long before she met John F. Kennedy and became the First Lady, Jackie Bouvier was a teenage socialite, attending the elite Miss Porter’s School and missing her Harvard-attending boyfriend.
That is, until she stopped missing him.
A few years back, Christie’s held an auction of Jackie Bouvier’s letters from her teen years, and among these letters was what is quite possibly the best “Dear John” letter you’ll ever read.
On January 20, 1947, Jackie Bouvier wrote:
“I’ve always thought of being in love as being willing to do anything for the other person–starve to buy them bread and not mind living in Siberia with them–and I’ve always thought that every minute away from them would be hell–so looking at it that [way] I guess I’m not in love with you.“
Ouch!
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H/T MotherJones
