World War II veteran (Guadalcanal, no less), legendary ladies man, President's running buddy, Presidential nemesis, Pulitzer Prize winning editor of the Washington Post, father of four (including a special needs son), mentor to the two best-known newspaper reporters on the planet, gifted memoirist and raconteur … the list goes on. He was simply one of the coolest, most accomplished guys ever. He even bought, restored and lived in Grey Gardens!
Some of my favorite Bradlee quotes:
"We're about to accuse Haldeman, who only happens to be the second most important man in this country, of conducting a criminal conspiracy from inside the White House. It would be nice if we were right."
"I didn't hire him because nothing clanks when he walks."
Dictating a letter to his secretary: "Is 'dickhead' one word or two?"
RIP, Mr. Bradlee. How I wish I'd known you!
