ncouraged a troubled South Carolina woman, Susan Smith, to drown her two young sons in October 1994. On paper, the military had moved a long way, to “live and let live,” while holding on to the idea that I called President Carter and told him that he, Colin, and Sam had to leave immediately. nistration’s priorities, and to young people in particular that I cared about them and their futures.
We also invited Hillary’s minister at Little Rock’s First United Methodist Church, Ed Matthews, a wonderful man who we knew would stick with us if the lunch deteriorated into a war of words. My mother had raised me to look for the good in everybody. had been killed, and Vietnam had consumed America, driven President Johnson from office, and ushered in a new era of division in our politics. Working knee-deep in mud with the Vietnamese, our soldiers cut the mud into large chunks, took it to a nearby shed, and sifted through it.
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