Do you suppose he took pride in his accomplishments and hung a picture like this on his Living Room wall?
Good riddance, traitor. Rot in hell.
One night, after a couple of hops, Dowd sank back into an easy chair in the wardroom of the Coral Sea and picked up a copy of some newspaper that was lying around. There on the first page was William Sloane Coffin, the Yale University chaplain, leading a student antiwar protest. Not only that, there was Kingman Brewster, the president of Yale, standing by, offering tacit support . . . or at least not demurring in any way. It gave Dowd a very strange feeling. Out in the Gulf of Tonkin, on a carrier, one was not engulfed in news from stateside. A report like this came like a remote slice of somethingbut a slice of something how big? Coffin, who had been at Yale when Dowd was thereCoffin was one thing. There was Kingman Brewster, with his square-cut facebut looked at another way, it was a strong face gone flaccid, plump as a piece of chicken Kiev. Six years before, when Dowd was a senior at Yale and had his picture taken on the Yale Fence as captain of the basketball team . . . any such Yale scene as was now in this newspaper would have been impossible to contemplate. Tom Wolfe, The Truest Sport: Jousting with Sam and Charlie.
Everybody's passing makes people happy. Some are happy that the person lived, others happy that the person died.
too bad (sarc)
So long to another relic of the sick 60's.
Well, let me post just one alternate perspective:
I met Rev. Coffin in the fall of '65, as an entering freshman at Yale, at the Freshman Religious Conference, held off-campus at a retreat in the woods.
He seemed to be a decent man, and he seemed to be trying to inspire us to do good things as Christians; he certainly wasn't trying to radicalize us or undermine anyone's faith.
I was disappointed with his later activities against the war, but I believe he probably did them out of sincere conviction, not as the likes of the current Dimocrats do, merely as a cynical means to subvert the GOP.
May he rest in peace; I'll say a prayer for the repose of his soul, while the so-called "good" people here wish him otherwise.