Our Place for Eternity

Cal Thomas | Syndicated columnist | Published: Apr 26, 2004

Our Place for Eternity

Columnist Mary McGrory died last week. She was 85. Inside the beltway she was highly respected as an excellent writer and a tormenter of Richard Nixon and all things conservative.

Her obituary was on the front page of The Washington Post. To read it, you might think she was Mother Theresa.

McGrory worked for the old Washington Star before it folded more than 20 years ago. She subsequently came to work for The Post.

The reason I even bring this up is because of a line deep in the story of her death. The writer says she and humorist Art Buchwald once celebrated something or other at the Sans Souci restaurant. The writer says it was “the place of the moment.”

The place of the moment. That is a good line. We all occupy a place for the moment.

All that really matters is not the accolades or supposed achievements in this life, but what place we will occupy – not for the moment – but for eternity – after we leave this earth.

I hope Mary McGrory found that place, because nothing else matters.

I’m Cal Thomas in Washington.

Our Place for Eternity