My brother Bill celebrated his 58th birthday yesterday, and in what has got to be the weirdest astrological coincidence of the 20th century, so did the singer Meat Loaf. Bill is camping somewhere in the Colorado mountains. I have no clue as to the whereabouts of Mr. Loaf but, (drumroll please) he wasn't on my dinner table!
Pulitzer Prize winning columnist William Safire passed away yesterday. Awarded the Medal of Freedom in 2006, Mr Safire held high journalistic standards and was a mentor and friend to a generation of Washington journalists of all political persuasions. I suppose it goes without saying that Maureen Dowd was not one of them.
I also learned that "Big Russ" Russert passed away on Sept. 24th at the age of 85. His son, the late Tim Russert, commentator on Meet the Press, introduced many of us to his Dad in his book, Big Russ and Me, Father and Son: Lessons in Life. "Big Russ" was a sterling example of why the generation that experienced the Depression and won World War II were indeed the Greatest Generation. I'm sure Tim met his dad at the pearly gates with a Rolling Rock beer and a newspaper with the Buffalo Bills latest scores. R.I.P. Big Russ.