I meant to post something two days ago on his birthdate on Herbert Hoover, one of the great Americans of the 20th century.
You might know him as just a joke on conservatives in Norman Lear's theme song for Archie Bunker. He belongs in a class with Quincy Adams as the men who did great service to their country over long lives, with a failed term in the White House in the middle of it.
Even in Europe, which ought to remember him when we don't, he's a footnote, a "did you know?" story.
He believed in Americans, and appealed to the best in us. If even one tenth of the statistics are right, he saved the lives of millions of people. Think of that!
Someday, perhaps, I'll get a chance to write about him. Not tonight, though.