Even though I’m fairly ambivalent about the death of Ronald Reagan — not so much because of his politics, but mostly because it was such a “long goodbye” — I have to admit that I feel tugs of sympathy for Nancy Reagan. Whatever else she may have represented over the years, she also embodied devotion. She protected her husband for so long, from assassination attempts to Alzheimers. Now, looking at her drained face gazing from a limo, alone, I wonder what she will do now, by herself. Without Ronnie.
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