Neal B. Freeman
I knew Steve Adams in college. He didn’t know me. He was a senior and I was a freshman and our relationship thus became frozen in time. When Steve is 105 years old and I am 102, he will still…
Princeton blinked. That sentence may not make belletrists forget “Call me Ishmael” or “Atlas shrugged,” but it will do nicely for now. You will remember that the Robertson family had charged that Princeton had repeatedly violated donor intent by misusing…
York, Maine— I’ve been down this road before. I first made the drive from York to San Francisco back in the proto-conservative era, running political errands along the way for one William F. Buckley Jr. All of us young conservatives,…
‘Tis the season for annual reports and we now know — exactly — who gave what to whom and for what hopeful purposes. This financial transparency provides both a database for scholars and a target for critics. In the dash…
PHOENIX, AZ — My editor, Jayson Blair, insisted I use that dateline. I’m actually covering the game from a corporate suite here at One Blackwell Plaza in Jacksonville. Not to worry, my friends — and I use that term warmly,…
This article appeared in the June 2006 issue of The American Spectator. To subscribe, click here. IT EVOLVED INTO a useful mechanism, the National Review Board of Directors. We knew early on that there would be no such thing as…
When this proposal appeared in the Portland, Maine newspaper, it set off a statewide conversation. Its message is equally pertinent throughout blue-state America. DUBLIN — The last time I was here, in the late ’80s, Ireland was widely known as…
