Dear President Biden, Last night was one of those nights when my feet just wouldn’t warm up. Does this happen to you? I was wearing wool socks and it wasn’t that cold, but after rubbing my feet together and willing them to warm up for a bit, I finally had to admit that I wasn’t …
The existential toll of confronting evil
Dear President Biden, I probably would have been just as moved, just as saddened and angered by DC police officer Jeffrey Smith’s death by suicide after the insurrection if he and his wife were going to celebrate their 2nd wedding anniversary today instead of February 2nd – the same day Laura and I celebrated our …
The Biden Letters 