Some years ago, there was a series on TV.  It came on on Thursday nights when I have a gig over at St. P’s.  One of my daughters and her father liked to watch it.  When it became available,  he bought her the entire multi-season package of DVD’s at Costco.  And then, like so many things that she couldn’t take with her, it got left here at 1880.  I have watched the entire thing several times.  I plan to keep doing so from time to time.

I love Aaron Sorkin and recently lapped up The Newsroom.  I probably won’t view it repeatedly. But, The West Wing, well, at some point in every episode, I am reminded that Rob Lowe is the second cutest boy in the world; I laugh out loud; I cry; and I say to myself, “Is this a great country or what?”  It might be even better if it were scripted by Sorkin.