A Theory of Theories: The JFK Epilogue by William Jenro, Jr.

It is difficult to see another story that plays on the history of the JFK presidency and not have the moment where the multitude of conspiracies, the what you ‘thought’ you knew and the sense that the day was ingrained in the collective memory of the country.   William Jenro Jr. has brought forward a theory that encompasses all of the theories out there, and then manages to set the elements into a historical context, presenting the reader with a possible solution that is not simple or directly one theory, but an amalgam of the many.  While I don’t necessarily agree or disagree with his conclusions, the new information laid out in simply integrated and interrelated sections provided one of the more complete timelines leading to that fateful day in November 1963.

Jenro manages to present a complex tale that would rival some of the better political thrillers that I have read.  Managing to show missteps and intentions that were often derailed by multiple agendas, and always influenced by the variant players and their own self-interest, even knowing the final end result of the tale doesn’t lessen the impact or intrigue in the least. While all of my information and knowledge is based in classroom learning and televised documentaries of the events, none have captured the connections in a manner that shows the events as a giant house of cards, where the outcome of one event will wholly impact the ultimate outcome without definitive answer.

Adding to the extensive research and unique presentation, Jenro’s bio shows a familial connection to the events: while not stating if there was family talk about the story, the relationship between he and a secondary player in the myriad of plots is a fun twist, whether relevant to the story or not.

A Theory of Theories: The JFK Epilogue by William Jenro, Jr.

Title: A Theory of Theories: The JFK Epilogues
Author: William Jenro, Jr.
Genre: Historical Non-Fiction, Non Fiction
Published by: Self-Published
Source: Harpe's Head Literary Agency
Pages: 199
Rated: four-stars
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Using only historical givens, this unknown writer appears from nowhere to effortlessly arrange the facts into a revealing overview of the JFK murder. Using obvious stepping stones, he walks the reader along a path of solid truth to a distant vantage point from which he traces only the bright pinpoints. Then, with no stretched imagination, he outlines a constellation of reality for all readers to clearly observe. Provocative and intriguing, his conclusions are difficult to deny. Like a shot of fine brandy, this quick smooth read will provide the warm vibe long needed to finally ease your assassination worn nerves.

A copy of this title was provided via Harpe's Head Literary Agency for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.

About William Jenro, Jr.

Born in Philadelphia on the 4th of July, I grew up in my father’s tavern in Virginia Beach, Virginia. Our humble little neighborhood pub was nearby Aragona Blvd. where now stands a proper and formal doughnut shop. I spent my weekends there chilling cases of Hamms, Falstaff and Ballentine in what was then “dry” Princess Anne County meaning “beer and wine” only. I was just nine when, in 1960, Frank Fiorini Sturgis walked into the hand-hewn yet well respected Village Inn for a quiet family visit. Dad was a WWII Bataan-Corregidor survivor and Frank was a CIA Cuban mercenary. Most researchers will recognize Frank Sturgis as allegedly one of the guys behind the Grassy Knoll fence. Dad later said that Frank was upset because he had just broken up with his girlfriend and almost got himself killed. It appears now that this girlfriend was Marita Lorenz, Fidel Castro's mistress and Frank's relationship with her had just ended as part of a failed CIA plot to assassinate Fidel.

Three years later, JFK's funeral was televised in black and white on Channel 3 our local CBS affiliate. I will never forget that day because as the camera panned to Jackie and caught little John-John snapping to salute his fallen father; my father burst into tears. That would be the only time in my entire life that I would ever see Dad cry.

Fiorini is my mother’s maiden name and Frank Sturgis was my cousin. Cousin Frank died in 1993 and I suppose that through some sort of karmicconnection, a Theory of Theories is more of his tale-to-tell than mine.

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