I never believed that Nixon could fully resurrect himself. And the proof of that was in the obits.
I get up each morning, gather my wits, pick up the paper and read the obits. If I'm not there, I know I'm not dead, so I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed.
I had a job on a newspaper in Wisconsin, and I started off as most reporters did back then: writing obits and free ad giveaways.