The first time I covered a candidate for president was in 1985, when Jesse Jackson visited Carolina High School in Greenville, South Carolina. I was a ninth grader, writing for our student newspaper. Jackson, Greenville’s most celebrated son, was home. A ... See more
My dad had a way of distilling the world. This was especially helpful when I was a teen. I would agonize over every decision. Is this the right thing? Or the wrong thing? He didn’t sweat much. Think. Trust your gut. Make a choice. Do your best. That was a... See more