Many years later, I got to know Haig. Am I ever glad I did. I used to kid him and call him the "38th president of the United States" for that month or so he essentially ran the Nixon White House. He just laughed.
I'll always remember Haig from when we gently floated on a boat down the Intercoastal Waterway on a warm Florida night, talking politics. It wasn't our only time together, but it was the most special. I can only pray that his spirit will gently continue that sweet voyage. He deserves it. My condolences to his lovely wife Pat and his family. He will be missed.