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James Buckley, Trail Marker

James L. Buckley at the National Review Institute Ideas Summit in 2019 (Pete Marovich)

News of Senator James Buckley’s death reached me in northern Michigan, where I chase brookies on a fly rod by day and read Robert Traver books after dinner and tell ghost stories to the Grands under the darkness and thunderstorms of night.

Beside my favorite streams stand the Kings of the forest — majestic white pines, the most beautiful tree of all in its majesty and branches, which serve as resting spots for eagles and other birds of the wild as they rest from the challenges of their day. These pines are man’s best friend, serving as trail markers for both birds and man because their branches always point east — the only trail marker in the woods that offers this reliable service 24 hours a day in all weather. (Moss — a second but limited choice). I have used white pines often over a lifetime of timber-cruising, fishing, and Boy Scout instruction.

And so it is with the sad news of Senator James Buckley, an outstanding trail marker in his own right. He was a great, dependable and unselfish guide for all of us; never failing in showing us the trail. He fell, having given his life to family and country, teaching us with his every appearance, public and private. He beckoned us with a sense of humor, welcoming smile and graciousness known only to a few — all of which traits invited immediate conversation, learning, and instruction. He kept us from dangers immediately ahead as he led us in the fight for our special heritage fought for and bequeathed to us by our Founding Fathers.

Senator Buckley’s leadership and sacrifice in serving in public office involved: U.S. Senate — N.Y.; U.S. Court of Appeals — D.C. circuit; president — Radio Free Europe/Radio Liberty; and more. His instruction, found in his written words and remarks to all he touched, will continue to benefit our younger friends and colleagues coming along so that our direction is always clear. Just as it is with the white pines that have kept us on course and never lost, no matter how hard the wind blows or lightening strikes.

D. B. Hales is the assistant secretary of the Philadelphia Society.

D. B. Hales is the assistant secretary of the Philadelphia Society.
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