To recognize that the greatest error is not to have tried and failed, but that in trying, we did not give it our best effort

In 1960, … the Cape looked like an oil field, with towering structures, dirt, and asphalt roads newly carved out of the palmetto scrub. The alligators were reluctantly surrendering to the onslaught of newly arrived...

The look on his face was something you see only a few times in your life, … This horror grips you, becomes almost unimaginable in your ability to live with it. But that is our...

I always looked at it as something broader than just the Cold War. I looked at it as the spirit of our nation.

That is our job, to live with this risk, and some days it’s bad.