Martin Eisenstadt’s Blog

If there’s one thing I learned growing up in Washington is never look a tulip in the eye and call it cross.   I met Senator Kennedy for the first time when I was a boy.   Always the mentsch unless he was drunk and that was only for a period of years, his angry drunk years.  But for most of his life, he  showed class and caring.  So even though he sits on the opposite side of the aisle, I extend my respect to a friend, to a mentor. Speedy recovery, Mister Senator.