place. in 1985 his son daniel was born. two years later, he won the biggest honor in print journali journalism, the pulitzer prize. not bad for someone who started in the business less than a decade earlier with not even a writing sample. we went straight from the ceremony to see his father. who worried about his jump from medicine to journalist. his father was 84 and gravely ill. i went to the hospital where he was and i said dad, i have something i want to and i gave him the medal. and he beamed and showed it to all of the nurses. it turned out to be his final visit with his dad. so the last time i saw him was a time when this whole circle was closed and he could feel that the choice had been redeemed in some way. it was a very comforting thing to remember about the last time you see your parent. krauthammer called the 1990s