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December 7, 2005 8:21:00 PM
Today started out a good day. It did not end that way.
A call from Mike Campbell, the governor's younger son, hit like a brick up the side of the head. He's dead. Heart attack. Mom wants you here at the hospital.
I cry in the shower. Carol tries to console me. Get dressed. Get to the hospital. Gas tank on empty. I never let the damn thing get that low. Why today? Why Carroll Campbell? Why Alzheimers? Why God?
I will not divulge the private conversations at the hospital, except to say that Iris, Mike and Tumpy, the older son, consoled me. Strong. Sure, sadness and tears. But rock solid. Their faith is strong. Their mutual support is strong. Iris is an amazing lady. She and Carroll married when they were teenagers. They had nothing. They scaled the heights. They hung together thick and thin. She ministered to him during the long goodbye as Alzheimers invaded Carroll's mind even as he fought it with everything he had.
He is now dead. We are preparing for the funeral Saturday. Thousands of details. Little time. Carroll's former security detail, led by Chief Robert Stewart, was at the hospital. The chief, a blessed man if there ever was one, escorted me to the place in the hospital where I broke the news to the world. He instinctively was watching over the family like a mother hen. He is the most loyal, dedicated man in the world. He loves that family and would take a bullet for them.
I've had so many wonderful messages today. Chief Justice Jean Toal left me one of the kindest messages I've ever gotten. So many others. They cry for Carroll and the family, but they're also concerned about me. Go figure.
None of this has sunk in. Too much to do tomorrow. I apologize if this makes little sense, but it's where my mind is right now. Carroll Campbell is a major historical figure in our state and nation. I have no idea how I wound up as the family spokesman. I don't deserve the honor. But enough about me; it's not about me. It's about a family that has done so much for so many. Please pray for them.