A year ago this Sunday, former White House press secretary Tony Snow died after a valiant battle against colon cancer.
I remember that day in almost all of its detail. I had just returned from Japan after President George W. Bush’s final G-8 meeting. I had been trapped in a hotel for several days, in the densest fog I’d ever seen, dealing with multiple crises on the domestic and international fronts; all I wanted was to sleep in my own bed and catch my breath before tackling another week at the White House.