Thinking back ten years, I had taken the torch of my father and his father. I was a proud third-generation watcher of the news at supper! I would scan the newspapers while waiting in line at the grocery store. News talk radio was thumping in my car, no matter how far away my destination was. That was then, this is now. The early morning news is the last chance that I will have over the next fifteen hours to where…
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