“Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”
The train passed within a couple of miles of my home yesterday. Sitting in my office, I could hear the rumble of the engines and the whistle at each of the many crossings as it passed by. I met him once, at an anniversary celebration in Houston. Like all men, GHW Bush wasn't perfect, but he was a courtly and honorable man who defended his country and loved his family. He deserves to be paid our respects as a man who put his young, as-yet-unlived life on the line defending his country, and then by continuing to serve it over the decades. Not as many would make that offer today.