WEST FAIRLEE, Vt.—Father's Day conjures up memories of a father I never got to know. He died when I was young: 16. He was young: 41. He never got to know me. He never saw me succeed as a journalist, spouse and father. He never met my wife or his grandchildren. They know of him from my stories, but never knew him. With my mother and sister gone, and members of his generation long since dead, I am the only living repository of the record of his life; and the record is incomplete.
WEST FAIRLEE, Vt. — We got here, but not until experiencing air travel frustration in what United Airlines used to tout as "the friendly skies." A 4 a.m. start got us to Fargo's Hector airport in time for a flight that not only was on time, it was ahead of schedule. TSA screening was efficient. The officers were as helpful and morning bright as the job allows. They do good work.
FARGO — As high school graduation season winds down, I am thinking back (way back) to my graduation in June of 1964, and the teachers who made a difference. I didn't get it at the time, but with the passing years I've come to appreciate their work in the classroom and their influence on me, and what that meant for my later academic achievements and success in my chosen profession. I was fortunate to learn from excellent teachers at Pulaski High School in New Britain, Conn. One stands out.
FARGO — Don't ever doubt Americans' love for the automobile. My April 22 column about my mother's 1963 Chevrolet Impala brought a profusion of rejoinders: stories about vintage cars, restorations, nostalgia for that first car, and opinions on the quality of contemporary autos vs. classics. Here's a sample: An acquaintance from my Devils Lake, N.D., days wrote: "Great article, Jack. The fifties and sixties were my favorite years. I rebuilt several cars in the fifties era ... and enjoyed all of them.
FARGO — I overheard a conversation at a Fargo coffee shop. Two oldies (like me) watched a vintage 1957 Chevrolet pull into a snowy parking slot outside the window. Beautiful machine. They gazed in awe as the car glowed in the winter sunlight. I silently joined their admiration for the marvelously restored classic. "Don't make 'em like that, anymore," said one. "They don't," said the other. "Great car. Takes me back." "Yup, don't make 'em like that, anymore," the first historian repeated. And that's a good thing.
Attacks on media are old news. They go back to Thomas Jefferson, who was arguably the most passionate freedom of the press champion among the Founders. Yet, even Jefferson criticized newspapers when they were used against him by his enemies. History is replete with examples. Abraham Lincoln was savaged by both Southern and Northern newspapers before and during the Civil War. He had little good to say about journalists. When CBS's Walter Cronkite turned against the Vietnam War, Lyndon Johnson famously said he'd lost middle America. He had.
Republicans who believe they have souls need to do some serious soul-searching after the political earthquake that jolted ruby-red Alabama last Tuesday. For the first time in 25 years, a Democrat, Doug Jones, won a U.S. Senate seat over a Republican candidate, disgraced judge and accused pedophile, Roy Moore. The repercussions for the Republican Party and the party's leader, Donald Trump, cannot be minimized. It was a slap in the chops heard across the nation. Jones is not just any southern Democrat. He's pro-choice in a pro-life Republican state.
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