What, Koppel asked, did Morrie dread the most about his slow, insidious decay?
Morrie paused. He asked if he could say this certain thing on television. Koppel said go ahead.
Morrie looked straight into the eyes of the most famous interviewer in America.
Well, Ted, one day soon, someone’s gonna have to wipe my ass.
The program aired on a Friday night. It began with Ted Koppel from behind the desk in Washington, his voice booming with authority.
Who is Morrie Schwartz,” he said,and why, by the end of the night, are so many of you going to care about him?
A thousand miles away, in my house on the hill, I was casually flipping channels.
I heard these words from the TV set—“Who is Morrie Schwartz?”—and went numb.
It is our first class together, in the spring of 1976.
I enter Morrie’s large office and notice the seemingly countless books that line the wall, shelf after shelf.
Books on sociology, philosophy, religion, psychology.
There is a large rug on the hardwood floor and a window that looks out on the campus walk.
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