When I saw the news and confirmed that Cokie Roberts had died, I cried a bit at my desk. The great illuminators of our time seem to be leaving us, and I feel each loss keenly.
I know, I know, I didn't really know her. The tributes from people who did know her personally make me wish that I had known her.
I don't remember a time when she wasn't a media presence. As I came into my own as an NPR listener, I made sure to be tuned in during her regular time slots--that was back in the pre-Internet days, where if you missed it, you missed it. What a luxury now to be able to go back and listen to a person as often as we want.
It's also a burden, the knowledge that there's so much of value out there, and increasingly fragmented time.
What I will miss even more than Cokie Roberts' keen intellect is her way of connecting all that knowledge and explaining the relevance in a way that both highly educated people and those with limited education would understand. So few people have that skill.
She was also inspiring. I never doubted that she had a vision of how we could all be better--as individuals, as a society, as a larger world. I never doubted that she had appreciation for all that our ancestors accomplished, even as she called us to continue to expand on what they had built.
I am also profoundly grateful for the doors that she opened to the next generation, my generation, that was following behind. She showed a variety of ways of achieving our hopes and dreams. She showed that we could have careers and families and outside interests beyond that too. We didn't have to live within narrow definitions. We didn't have to be constrained completely by our gender or our biology or our circumstances.
And as someone who listens to NPR for many hours a day, I am happy for all the ways she shaped that institution. As someone who misses the way that TV news used to be, I am grateful that I got to see it when people like Cokie Roberts had a hand in the newscast.
I know that there are others who have already taken up the work that she was doing. Eventually, if I'm still alive when they die, I will miss them too. But it may not feel like the same kind of loss, since I came to know them later.
Cokie Roberts was always there, a calm voice, an oasis, for as long as I remember. We need more voices like hers. Let us rise to fill that call.
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