One for The Gipper...
He was the first president I remember. He's as much a part of my early memories as any other 80's icon. He was on the news that my father watched, without fail, every night. His image mingled with the smells of dinner cooking and other jumbled odds and ends. He was the president when I learned what a president was. Before that understanding, I remember knowing his importance as it seemed to radiate from him. Who else could interupt the nightly sit-coms and game shows on every channel? I may not have a particular memory about him, but I remember him.
Monday, June 07, 2004
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