Bob CollinsNo doubt there’ll be many tributes — and from some, brickbats — on the occasion of the death of the former Reagan press secretary, James Brady, who took a bullet to his brain intended for his boss.
This is my most memorable moment.
It was Chicago, 1996, the second national convention of the year, following the Republican National Convention in San Diego.
Brady, well, mostly his wife, Sarah, addressed the Democrats, who, they decided, were more likely to embrace some controls on who can own a gun.
Before he was shot, however, Brady changed White House news coverage in a way that remains today. In the first week of the Reagan administration, he insisted that White House reporters stop shouting to get called on and raise their hands.
