Presidents and Near-Presidents I've Met, or Nearly Met

You've Spoken, and We've Listened: with the Presidential Election imminently upon us, I can't resist re-stunting these posts for you, the well-informed electorate.

Like an erstaz Forrest Gump?  Zelig?  Joe Garagiola?  I have blundered across the paths of more than one person who occupied or lusted to occupy the Oval office... or the U.S. Naval Observatory... and a couple who helped determine the outcome of a Presidential campaign or election.

Meet a few of them here:

• Alan Cranston (D, 1984)
• John Edwards (D, 2004, 2008)
• Tony Goldwyn (R, 2012)
• John Glenn (D, 1984)
• Katherine Harris (R, 2000)
• Donna Rice [Gary Hart (D, 1984, 1988)]
• Fritz Hollings (D, 1984)
• John F. Kennedy (D, 1960)
• Teddy Kennedy (D, 1980)
• John Kerry (D, 2004)
• Hadassah Lieberman [Joe (D, 2000)]
• George McGovern (D, 1972)
• George Stephanopoulos [Bill Clinton (D, 1992)]
• Mo Udall (D, 1976)

To come:

• Tipper Gore [Al Gore (D, 1992, 1996, 2000)]
• H. Ross Perot (I, 1992)

Mo Udall, Sweetheart of Theta Delta Chi

Well, it was a snowy, snowy winter's Saturday night, of which we had many, on the Hill.  Morris Udall (D, AZ) who had tried to capture the 1976 Democratic presidential nomination by running to the left of Jimmy Carter, visited the campus to speak in the Hamilton College Chapel.

Have a Drink on Me, Mr. President

My politico friends attended, I didn't.  I was at the Pub.  But some of the leftest-leaning students on the Program Board, who'd brought ol' Mo to Clinton, were upperclass members of Theta Delta Chi where I had friends, and where a second-shift party was to occur as the Pub was closing.

In the inexorable political movement of the moment, I followed in the hip-deep, snowy peloton of the happy throng ... to the promise of more beer.

Never Fail

Inside, it was elbow to elbow, cheek-by-jowl, and I found myself braced in a huddle of Psi U varsity basketball players just outside TDX's dimly-lit "library." Into the scene came Mo, himself a former pro hoopster with the [original] Denver Nuggets.  Lots of back-slapping and Q&A about the Continentals' prospects ('77-'78: ECAC finalists, 23-3) - "Go Conts!" we loved to shout.  So yours truly, head and shoulders shorter than the gaggle, was suddenly face to face - or chin to chest - with the Senator.

"What's your name, son?" he boomed.

"Tom.  And I loved your speech!"

But for 7,500 votes to Carter in the Wisconsin primary two years before, Big Mo might have been in the White House that night in January, 1978.  Instead, he was holding forth in Clinton, NY with clowns like my friends and me, leaning on a broken-down frat-house piano in the Great Hall of TDX.

I know that we were all right where we belonged.

R.I.P. George McGovern - My Co-Pilot

He led thirty seven missions as a B-24 pilot in World War II, but my thrill was to sit across the aisle from George McGovern when we flew our joint mission as passengers on the Eastern Shuttle, from Washington DC to New York City, one autumn morning in 1986.

We found ourselves seated in aisle seats opposite each other.  Aloft, I allowed the Senator a few moments to enjoy the New York Times before catching his eye.  "Senator McGovern, what an honor - I worked for you in 1972!" I blurted out.  He smiled, closed his paper, and said graciously "Really? You can't possibly be old enough to have worked on my Presidential campaign!"

What I Wouldn't Give for a Little Un-Interrupted Newspaper Time!

"But it's true," I said:  "I was 13, and I passed out McGovern-Shriver leaflets all over my neighborhood in Massachusetts!"

"Ah, Massachusetts," he winked, and then said "Whatever you did there... it worked!"

Then he asked me what part of Massachusetts I came from.  "Well, Amherst."  I shared with him the interesting fact that, when the entire US save for Massachusetts and Washington DC had voted to re-elect Nixon, our perky little burg had gone all-in for McGovern - with 93% of the popular vote!  Nixon collected 5%, and Wallace 2%.  Yes, we in Amherst were a bit out of the mainstream, even then.

Here is a nice clip of George signing books in Amherst a little earlier this year.

 
At all this he laughed, adding "What a great, great town.  Academic town.  Had a lot of good support there!  Probably thanks to all of your hard work!"

I wasn't sure I'd changed anyone's mind on West Street or Mill Lane, but said lots of people including my parents had worked very hard for him, and were proud of what he hoped to accomplish for the country.  We made a bit more conversation, landed, grabbed our respective overcoats from the overhead bins, and bid one another adieu. 

Rest In Peace, Good Man
July 19, 1922 - October 21, 2012

On-Air with Diane Rehm

Diane Rehm at the mic. and kicking it

I took communion - or ate glazed donuts - as a member of St. Columba's Episcopal Church in Washington, DC, with a variety of notables - Ray Suarez, Mort Kondracke, Judy Woodruff, and occasionally (C&E) James Baker.  Also in the lifeboat with us?  NPR's wonderful Diane Rehm.

Tea & Simit by the Bosphorus: and NPR on the radio!

Diane and husband John were among the faithful, and among the very involved.  I enjoyed meeting and getting to know Diane, and especially hearing her distinctive voice.  Mesmerizing!

We two exotics spoke once or twice about our shared roots in Turkey - she from Mersin and I, Istanbul - and in fact it was Diane who recommended the new Cafe Divan on Wisconsin Avenue, NW when it opened, as the place I must go for döner kabap.  She knew her stuff.

Today, at 11:00 a.m., Diane is presenting a fantastic program on Claude Debussy and I wouldn't miss it for all the world. Neither should you!

Joan Garry Is Alright

Advocacy can be a blood sport, but there are some who lead with great class and one of these is Joan Garry, whom I knew before she was running GLAAD. 

Joan and Eileen

Joan is civilly-united to a good old friend of mine, Eileen Opatut, and when we first met in 1985, Joan had the coolest job on earth (well, I thought so): business development at WASEC, the holding company that was building Nickelodeon and MTV rapidly into the megaliths they have become.

Eileen had many cool jobs herself picking programs for National Geographic, next 'programmes' for the BBC, and later suffering as EVP of Programming for the Food Network - yumm, and with a title like that you never have trouble getting a table at a good restaurant.

Speaking of TV, does it seem lately as though the number of LGBT characters on TV is increasing?  I think so too.  GLAAD has worked on this front as well as on many others.

I haven't seen Joan in years - too many - but I like her a lot.  She writes for HuffPost sometimes and here's a really nice article sharing her frank assessment of The Kids Are Alright.

Will TV shows and movies move the meter and get us to a day of peaceable coexistence?  That's putting a lot of responsibility on the the TV and film folk, more than they probably can shoulder alone.  There is still a ways to go: see Joan's honest and personal article here about separate but equal.

But in my own lifetime we are already now miles down the road from the benighted past.    :-)