Tom Wicker
I first saw Tom Wicker in 1976, sitting beside Scotty Reston, a former executive editor of the New York Times, in a coach on Jimmy Carter's campaign train, and I thought, "Yes, this is what newspapermen are supposed to look like." Even sitting, Tom, big and bushy-haired in his Oxford cloth shirt and summer sport coat, towered over Scotty, impishly resplendent in, of all things, a crisply pressed safari jacket. They were lions of that last splendid autumnal flowering of the great American newspapers. So faintly that one could deny hearing it, the bell was tolling, on that morning...
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