Friday, August 28, 2009

Thinking back on Ted Kennedy


Back in the days when I was a newspaper editor in Massachusetts, the paper often took editorial positions that weren't popular.

That was especially true during elections, because we would endorse candidates we thought were best suited to do the people's business, whether it be in City Hall or the U.S. Capitol.

In 1994, during the Republican revolution of Newt Gingrich, we endorsed Edward M. Kennedy for re-election to the U.S. Senate. He was a Democrat, a very liberal Democrat, almost out of fashion during those conservative years in Congress.

I think back to that election this week in thinking about Kennedy's death.

Stories are being told about how personable he could be, how he liked to do things in person that he could very well have turned over to an aide.

He reached out in that personal way to the newspaper after he won re-election. This is what I wrote in my Boomer Angst column on Nov. 17, 1994:
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Ted Kennedy called on Tuesday.

Right. The U.S. senator. The grateful, re-elected U.S. senator.

He called to thank this newspaper for its editorial endorsement of his candidacy for another six years in Washington, D.C.

We had received a few other calls about the endorsement too, from subscribers so upset with our decision to back Kennedy that they canceled their papers.

When he called, Kennedy happened to catch the publisher, general manager and me in a meeting. The publisher put the call on speaker phone for us all to chat.

Kennedy was chatty. He talked about his immediate agenda, the calm before the storm, if you will, before Dole, Gingrich & Co. take control of the Congress come January.

I commented that maybe we had done him a disservice in endorsing him considering the fact that control of Congress will, for the first time in 40 years, shift from Democrats to Republicans as a result of last Tuesday's election.

Kennedy said he sees a lot of symbolic political gesturing ahead, less of it in the Senate where Robert Dole will become majority leader, perhaps more of it in the House where Newt Gingrich is the likely next speaker.

For Kennedy, his reaction to Republican-controlled Senate doesn't really seem to bother him. Been there, done that, from 1980-86.

He has a jobs program high atop his agenda, and he's very confident he can work with GOP Sen. Nancy Kassebaum, who will take over from Kennedy as chair of the Labor and Human Resources Committee.

Baby Boomers are largely responsible for the new-look Congress to which Kennedy, at 62, returns.

More than half of voters age 30 to 44 voted Republican last Tuesday, compared with 42 percent in 1990.

The middle class also shifted allegiances -- with more voters in the $30,000 to $50,000 income bracket picking Republican candidates compared to four years ago.

The net result, besides the GOP-controlled Congress, is that 182 members of the new House are Baby Boomers, up from 106.

The real message of last week's election is not so much an endorsement of GOP ideologue as it is a desire by American voters to make changes in order to get things moving.

Voters will expect results, not stalemates or gridlock in the next two years. Kennedy and everyone else in Congress and the White House are well advised to seek the common ground for the common good.

Kennedy may have been grateful to us. But he has to make sure voters are grateful they made the decision they did.
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Friday, August 14, 2009

This isn't what I signed up for

I'm so busy it's hard to be retired.

I had that thought this week as I was on the road in Maine, doing some contract work that would eat up most of the day -- an incredible day, in fact, that should have had me on the beach or on the golf course.

The day before I'd spent the day reporting and writing about the President Barack Obama's visit to New Hampshire; I got credentialed to cover him for Examiner.com.

With Obama taking up all of Tuesday, with the job-related road trip taking up most of Wednesday, I would have to devote Thursday to catch up on the contract and freelance work I didn't get to.

I'm retired. I'm an empty nester. So where is all this free time I'm supposed to have? Is this what I signed up for? Is it a bad thing that even the president is cutting into my retirement free time?

With the weather finally acting more like summer around here, my mission was to commence the Endless Summer.

Instead, I'm juggling appointments and phone calls and to-do lists.

The fact is I'm happier now in retirement than I was a year ago as a three-month retiree.

The hardest part about retirement is filling the time with stuff that's engaging.

I had hoped to volunteer but I haven't found anything I'm passionate about to invest my volunteer time. Maybe that'll come some day; it just isn't here yet.

So I've tried to advantage of what I do best ... write.

I may bitch about being busy, but it's only for effect.

I'd rather have way too much to do than way too little to do.
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Friday, August 7, 2009

No more back to school


For the first time in 19 years I don't have someone going back to school.

In that regard I can regard the current "Back to School" advertising as being even more annoying than usual.

But I can't help but let there be a wisp of nostalgia about it.

There was always something fresh about the prospect of another academic year, even as my daughter Elizabeth and son David progressed through college. There was still the talk of the courses they were going to take, the books and supplies they needed to buy, the living arrangement details they needed to finalize.

Now, in addition to being an Empty Nester, I'm a Unschooled Parent (in more ways than one, some might argue).

Elizabeth is happily at work as a doctor of physical therapy in Connecticut after what seemed like years and years and years of back to schools.

David is a May graduate of Boston College, and he is now engaged in the job of finding a job.

It may indeed be back to school some day for him, but as of this academic year I can ignore the ebbing tide of summer to thoughts of school.

This will make me want to hold onto summer for as long as I can, especially since here in northern New England there wasn't much of a summer through all of June and a good portion of July.

Somebody somewhere owes me more summer. I expect payment in August and, quite frankly, through all of September.

With a fall school season I can ignore, I can give myself the gift of the Endless Summer, with a nod to the 1966 movie of the same name. It's having the attitude of always being on on vacation from readin', writin' and 'rithmetic. It's scoping out surf gear instead of scoping out back to school sales.

I can be the beach bum I always wanted to be, worrying more about how glassy or choppy or big the surf will be rather than worrying about the best rate on tuition loans.

But the Endless Summer -- as it has always been -- is a fantasy.

There's the small matter of winter around here.

And even with no back to school, there's still plenty of readin', writin' and 'rithmetic to do.
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