David Nyhan, the longtime Boston Globe columnist, has passed away. Growing up in New England, and reading the Globe, I thought of Nyhan as a Mike Royko, Jack Germond, or David Broder type. Actually, I’m lying, and in so doing, giving my younger self far too much credit. Long before I knew about most other columnists, I knew about David Nyhan. He was the quintessential New England pundit – smart, savvy, no-nonsense, and incredibly erudite. He knew politics from his soul. He retired from writing columns in 2001, but his shadow remains. Today’s Globe has an editorial in Nyhan’s honor today.

Derek Charles Catsam - 1/25/2005

Richard --
Oh, I'm in West Texas -- I get "sirred" all the time. I hate it.
dc

Richard Henry Morgan - 1/25/2005

Just thank God you haven't devolved to the point where you leave whole words out of your posts, and spell Morey as Morrie -- like me. That day will come. Nearly the shock you get the first time the cute counter girl calls you Sir.

Derek Charles Catsam - 1/25/2005

Richard --
Age being the sensitive topic of conversation that it is these last few days in the HNN blogosphere axis of recrimination, I'll simply thank you for these contributions!

dc

Richard Henry Morgan - 1/25/2005

I'm so old now compared to you, I actually know that Morrie Amsterdam got successfully sued for cadging the tune to Rum and Coca-Cola. I even play Goodnight, Irene (by the Weavers -- though I didn't much their politics) on my CD. And like Sharon Howard (I would wager), the first thing that comes to my mind when I hear the name Old Trafford is not Man U, but Test Cricket.

Nyhan was cool, BTW. Loved his exposes of the Whitey Bulger scandals.