I never shared a cup of coffee with him – that he knew about, anyway – from the “big box” he never talked AT me, we discussed politics together….I always thought him to be a really nice guy. I already told you about his conversation with Carl about the Miami Dolphins and my other close contact was in January, Jenny was flying to Philadelphia and called me from the Des Moines airport and said – Mom…Tim Russert walked by…thru texting and phone calls, she gave me a play by play of his activity in the airport…I begged her to go up to him and get an autograph for Carl and I but she felt he didn’t deserve to be mobbed and so declined.
I wept thru nearly the entire memorial service on MSNBC yesterday…why…this doesn’t happen to me very often…the last time I think was when Michael Landon died although I may be missing someone in between there.
Yesterday’s memorial service challenged me to lead a truly honorable life, to get off my butt; to take full advantage of my gifts and follow my passion, to be authentic, to do everything with passion and compassion so that when “the cycle of nature” is complete, perhaps someone will be inspired by my life.
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