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Last night Leonard held a farewell party at my house. Last…
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Last night Leonard held a farewell party at my house.
Last weekend I went to Little Rock with him, to help him decide whether to join the campaign. On Monday morning we left for the airport before dawn. Our wonderful and gracious host, Jim Wohlleb, was kind enough to drive us there. I knew that Leonard would probably take the job.
We stood in the kitchen, eating a bit and packing food for the journey, and I heard Bob Edwards recite the familiar chant of the hourly Open, my own "prayer is better than sleep." As he said his name, the date, and "this is NPR's Morning Edition," I felt the clock tick in my heart. Each day that I heard that Open would be another day closer to the day Leonard would leave. And today is Friday, and over the weekend Bob Edwards isn't the host. So Monday morning will come and he will tell me that it is Morning Edition, but Leonard will be gone.
