I watched Dan Walker gather peaces of an American flag burned during the 1984 Republican National Convention. I was nearly moved to tears. His actions that day reminded me of the patriotism of my grandfather. It is something I’ve never really felt myself.
Over the years I’ve though about Mr. Walker from time-to-time. Particularly when our nation is experiencing time of strife. Most recently I asked myself what he would think of the insanity of the Million Moron March. I hope he would disapprove.
R.I.P. Dan Walker.