You know my father as governor as president but I knew him as dad. I was so...
I think he would have been proud and smiling... when we laid him to rest...
I had never said 'dad I love you.'
Dad sometimes patted me on the knee and called me his Little Schmuck.
Because of my father we are that Shining City on a Hill.
Dad was the only adult male I ever trusted.
A day spent without the sight or sound of beauty the contemplation of mystery or the search of truth or perfection is a poverty-stricken day and a succession of such days is fatal to human life.
