As Justice Jackson’s (Grampa’s) oldest grandchild (born in March 1946), I was able to observe him from a perspective that most people did not–from a crib, or from under the dining table, for example. Seriously, my younger brother Bob and I were fortunate to spend a good bit of time with him, and at his Hickory Hill home in McLean, Virginia, because my family lived nearby from 1949 until his death in October 1954. Of course, he was the chief inspiration for my legal career.

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