Max Cleland parked his wheelchair on the curb and gave me and others a high-five with his only hand as we ran by him during the Peachtree Road Race. I read his autobiography, “Strong at the Broken Places,” and noted how it took him an hour each morning just to put on his shirt. I saw him in action in the Senate Chamber during the Clinton impeachment trial which I witnessed from the balcony. He wheeled into the Chamber sporting a bright tie which reflected his “can-do” attitude. How did he live 50 years in a wheelchair?
Isn’t it coincidental that the former head of the Veteran’s Administration who was wounded in Vietnam died during Veteran’s Day week? Thank you, Max, for 50 years of inspiration to us all and for your lifetime of service to our country.
Daniel F. Kirk