Happy Birthday, Sir
Posted By Russ Emerson on February 6, 2004 at 9:45 pm
Ronald Reagan turned 93 today.
During the 1980 presidential campaign, candidate Reagan made a campaign stop and policy speech at our Illinois college one day. I, having been born & bred in California, had spent a number of years with him as my Governor, so I suppose I had an “in” with the College Republicans. I had the great privilege of encountering Mr. Reagan briefly and shaking his hand that day. I’ve never forgotten it. I only wish I had a photo.
Of all fates, there is one I fear most; it fills me with unspeakable dread. I shudder to think of it.
That fate, the horror of Alzheimer’s Disease, has robbed Mr. Reagan of nearly everything, not the least of which has been the ability to enjoy his well-deserved post-Presidential golden years, which should have been a time for him to get back in touch with the people he loved so much — real Americans.
For defeating the evil of Totalitarian Communism, he deserves every recognition, every accolade, every award, every word of praise that can be given him. History books may some day tell the story, but for now he merely declines in isolation.
I don’t think I ever heard a sadder story. I don’t think you could make up a more tragic story.
God bless you, Ronald Reagan, as He blessed us with your strength, leadership, determination and fortitude during the most dangerous time in the history of the world.
UPDATE: More (and better) commentary from Jim at Smoke on the Water. (Link via Misha.)
Great post, my brother.
And you got to shake his hand! I’d be tempted to have my hand bronzed, seriously.
You’re so right, the horror of his disease, and the sad, sad result of his being robbed of his Golden Years.
I fear for what will happen when he goes to his glorious reward. The first f—ing moonbat lefty that spouts out gloating at his passing, is likely to have his neck broken on the spot.
Enough, for now. I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to link that post, and help in celebrating the Greatest President of the Twentieth Century.
Jim
Sloop New Dawn
Galveston, TX
Bronzed indeed!
I saw him speak at Dodger Stadium in 1964–the opening speaker for Barry Goldwater. After, many were asking “how come this guy isn’t running instead.”
Now, after winning it all, he’s our wounded Lion.
How lucky you are to have met him.