His show arrived right at the moment when it seemed like America was coming apart, culturally, spiritually, and politically -- and promised us, in a tone that was relentlessly upbeat yet somehow never smarmy, that we actually could be one nation under a groove, that for three or four hours we could share a common bond.
As was said of Philadelphia's founding Quakers, many may have come to Washington to do good but did well. Very well indeed. Yet with many of them, Leibovich claims, it comes "with a desperation that, to me, is the most compelling part of the Washington story, whether now or before: it is a spinning stew of human need."
On a Monday morning in January 1979, my boss Jerry Toobin, the news and public affairs director at WNET, New York City's public TV station, walked into our work area and said to me and my fellow cubicle mates, "Bill Moyers would like to talk with Prince Sihanouk. Anybody got an idea how to find him?"