Ruth Bader Ginsburg died yesterday. I don’t need to tell you she was a titan of jurisprudence, whose impact and legacy will be felt long after her household name recognition is gone. I consider myself lucky to have shared a room with her once, during her visit to West Point in 2018 just after I had begun teaching there. I will remember the cadet cellist playing Bach’s Prelude in G for her as she watched on with keen interest; how she spoke so lovingly of her late husband, whose memory was brought back by her being among the military (her husband was in the Army); her walkthrough of the legendary VMI case. Maybe it’s silly, but that’s the closest I’ve ever been to something like intellectual royalty.
Hope in one hand
Hope in one hand
Hope in one hand
Ruth Bader Ginsburg died yesterday. I don’t need to tell you she was a titan of jurisprudence, whose impact and legacy will be felt long after her household name recognition is gone. I consider myself lucky to have shared a room with her once, during her visit to West Point in 2018 just after I had begun teaching there. I will remember the cadet cellist playing Bach’s Prelude in G for her as she watched on with keen interest; how she spoke so lovingly of her late husband, whose memory was brought back by her being among the military (her husband was in the Army); her walkthrough of the legendary VMI case. Maybe it’s silly, but that’s the closest I’ve ever been to something like intellectual royalty.