My dad would have been 80 today.
So maybe that was why I found this eulogy in TIME magazine to a storied newspaper editor called Ben Bradlee – that I did not know of – very touching.
Says the writer (of Ben Bradlee’s charisma) : ‘When he glided through the vast newsroom, faces turned towards him like a field of flowers following the sun. Impossible to define, this essence had to be felt to be comprehended. It was a palpable something-more-ness – magical, magnetic – as rare as the South China tiger’.
