When I was a teen-ager, but old enough to know who this knucklehead was....
I was on a beach boardwalk wall outside a resort bar on Catalina Island (off of So. Calif.) and Kennedy comes stumbling out of this bar, drunk off his ass and falls against the wall RIGHT NEXT to where I was sitting, catching himself in sort of a push up position against the 4-foot wall.
Me and my buddy were like, "howdy Mr. Kennedy.....you ok?"
He laughed and gurgled some response and then zig-zagged off into the night.