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by Bernard McCormick Mar 2017 Also on Digital Edition

The president called a press conference. The room was filled with reporters, but when the president walked in, they all walked out. Surprised, he turned to his press secretary, but the man had left. When he tried to find out from the Secret Service what was going on, he found they had all gone to bed. He went out to the presidential limo, just in time to hear the driver say he was quitting. 

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by Bernard McCormick Feb 2017 Also on Digital Edition

In the wake of last month’s tragedy at the Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood airport, it seems banal to write about a wake for an Irish pub.

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by Bernard McCormick Nov 2016 Also on Digital Edition

We had vowed this year, by popular demand, not to do a football uniform column on the grounds that when you say uniforms are important, some people think you are crazy.

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by Bernard McCormick Jul 2016 Also on Digital Edition

The Champ was sitting up in bed, topless, a sheet up to his waist, eating some kind of cream pie. It was a hotel room in Las Vegas, and it was filled with people. Sort of an informal press conference. The Champ was scheduled to fight Floyd Patterson in a day or two. He looked at us and said, in a soft voice, “You want some of this pie? It’s really good. Don’t be shy. Have some.”

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by Bernard McCormick May 2016 Also on Digital Edition

Five years after the story broke locally, it is going national. Last month “60 Minutes” aired a piece on the story first reported by Dan Christensen's Florida Bulldog, an independent investigative group that is filling the void left by the decline of major newspapers.

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by Bernard McCormick Apr 2016

Last month the Sun Sentinel had an interesting piece on the history of spring break.

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Mar 2016 Also on Digital Edition

The discovery last month that Marco Rubio, our own Florida candidate, is a robot is perhaps the most  bizarre incident in a presidential primary campaign that has not been lacking in bizarreness. He showed what many consider a fundamental weakness,

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by Bernard McCormick Feb 2016 Also on Digital Edition

March, 1944. Ronald Dumpt, a New York builder who gained fame by appearances on the popular radio show, The Original Amateur Hour, has surprised the nation by announcing that he is running for the Republican nomination for president. He hopes to beat GOP front-runner Thomas Dewey and then unseat Franklin Roosevelt, who is seeking an unprecedented fourth term. Gold Coast magazine caught up with Mr. Dumpt at his beautiful Palm Beach residence, Watchya Lingo, to find out why he wants to unseat a wartime president.

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by Bernard McCormick Jan 2016 Also on Digital Edition

The legal proceedings seem to go on forever, but actually it was only about nine years. Toward the end, when we finally got the case heard after it seemed like 500 continuances, we had a break from the courtroom drama. Walking the halls of the Broward County Courthouse, we happened to look through the peep hole in the door of another court room. We saw a not-so-young guy in front of a jury. He was crouched, like a guard in a basketball game—arms extended, weaving from side to side, obviously making some important point. We had rarely seen a lawyer so animated, especially one who obviously wasn't working his first trial.

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by Bernard McCormick Nov 2015 Also on Digital Edition

The news arrived via the media. The Sun Sentinel reporter told my wife, Peggy, that our daughter was one of three kids picked to meet the pope at Miami International Airport. She doubted him. She thought Julie was one of a bunch from her school who would be at the airport—some minor role in greeting the Polish pope. No, said the reporter, only three and he wanted to know all about Julie.

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