My choice in life is to never throw away friends, no matter their station in life. I will mention one such friend, whom my family and other friends have experienced from time to time. After his third incarceration in a state prison, I assisted him in securing a room in a half-way house. After all, he had been framed, yet again.
Some of us are old enough to remember when Chicago Mayor Richard J. Daley misspoke during the massive anti-war demonstrations at the 1968 Democratic Convention. Many demonstrators and, frankly, members of the media criticized the Chicago police for overreaching and excessive use of force.
We play this trick on ourselves — falling back and springing forward — but our time here is of course limited. Each morning, as the day begins, all of us receive a deposit of 86,400 seconds to spend. Think about it: 604,800 seconds a week or 2,592,000 a month.
A Kansas City jury had been out a week and struggling to get the twelfth juror, the only holdout, to convict. At 6:00 pm the court officer entered the jury room and asked the foreman for the jury’s food orders. “What shall I bring the jury for dinner?”
“Make it eleven fish plates and one bale of hay!” someone yelled.
This past weekend, a former elected official asked me which airport in D.C. I use.