Tony Snow -- The Easy Life

Died today at 53. He had a wife whom he loved and who loved him. He had three kids, all apparently healthy, whom he loved and who probably loved him, about as much as kids do. And he was cheerful. What an easy life when you're cheerful.

And what a hard life when you're bitter. But how easy to be bitter and how hard to be cheerful! The cheerful in fact is magical, and the cheerful man a magician.

What a gift such a man is to himself and to those around him. There is good in life and there is bad. Stuff happens, and the good is certainly easier than the bad; but with either, if the fundamentally cheerful man is there, there is magic. How immensely I admire that magic, how splendidly Tony Snow plied that gift. It is a gift, yet I expect it takes work.

I am more cheerful for knowing that there can be a Tony Snow.