There are probably many of you "veteran'' watchers of local politics – which means "old" like me – who already know Bob, who passed away June 8 at his retirement home in Frisco, Texas, at the age of 89.
That was about all I could think one evening about a year ago, as I sat at a banquet table in the Baker Center at my old school, Ohio University, enjoying a plate full of perfectly done prime rib and the best crab cakes this side of Baltimore.
When you have been a reporter as long as I have, you have been assigned to countless boring stories in hundreds of dreary places, where, try as you might, it is a herculean task to come up with a tale that anyone but the chronically bored would read.
There are so many people who have known the late John H. Glenn, Jr. – fighter pilot, Mercury astronaut, United States Senator from Ohio – who believe he would have made a very good president of the United States.
Giving advice to people who are aspiring to be elected to public office is not something I do. As a politics reporter, that is not my job. I write about them; I analyze their ideas; I sometimes get under their skin and do what I can to hold their feet to the fire.
One thing about John Kasich, the soon-to-be former governor of Ohio: The dude will talk to anybody with the time and patience to listen to him. Good trait for someone who yearns to be president, I suppose.
Editor's note: We know better than to talk politics at Thanksgiving, so in place of Howard Wilkinson's usual "Politically Speaking" column, today we present you with this "Tales from the Trail" from 2017, recounting our politics reporter's most memorable Thanksgiving yet. Wishing everyone a happy Turkey Day free of arguments over politics!