First time in awhile I’ve shed tears over the passing of a famous person. The World could use many more John Woodens.
Speaking of the number 99 - specifically, the age 99:
Today, June 5, is the 6th anniversary of the passing of former President Ronald Wilson Reagan.
Had he lived, Mr. Reagan would have, in February of this year, turned...99.
As a matter of fact, not only was June 5 the day Reagan died, it was also on a Saturday. I was doing fine, getting through it though sad, until I heard Tammy Bruce on her Saturday afternoon radio show that day. Towards the end of her first segment, she started reading Reagan’s farewell letter from 1994, when he first announced his Alzheimer’s, and Tammy started crying. She stopped for a second, tried to compose herself, started back where she left off, and broke down...she had to take a break so she could compose herself.
That was the first of many times I lost it that week...including during Cheney and Hastert’s speeches at the Capitol, and during Bush 41 and 43’s speeches.