Something (obvious) that occurred to me today is that, as I age, an increasing number of people that I’ve admired will die per year, people with whom I grew up, figuratively or literally. Two that passed recently were
Jack Anderson, a reporter so tenacious in his incvestigation of Richard Nixon’s Presidency that he made it onto Nixon’s Enemies List, which many considered a badge of honor, and
William Proxmire, Senator from Wisconsin, whose savage attacks on goverment spending, especially the military industrial complex, and his entertaining “Golden Fleece” award.
I certainly won’t note every significant passing, but these two giants, for this political science major, could not go unmentioned.
