He says he took to his bed for a year and couldn't write.

Ed Bradley, who died yesterday of leukemia at age 65, . . . covered hard news and soft features with equal commitment, grace and skill, and many of his stories and interviews were impossible to forget.

On the other hand, the growth of national consciousness, the awareness of a specific cultural and aesthetic past, a new sensitivity to the individual’s own visual experience, and, in many years, an active contemporary artistic creativity have created a world that can no longer be satisfied with aesthetic or critical me-too-ism.

From this day forward, there will be no more brussels sprouts at the cafeteria.