Category: war correspondent

Profiles in History: Clare Boothe Luce: Charm, Wit, and Political Wisdom

At the age of 10, the father of Clare Boothe Luce (1903–1987), William Boothe, left her and her mother, Anna Clara Snyder, and brother, David, to fend for themselves. The family moved back to New York City, where for two years Luce worked stage plays to help her mother pay the bills. At 12, the…


[Coming 08/28, 12PM ET] Afghanistan: Reporter’s Daring Escape; Resistance Offerers Glimmer of Hope

Veteran war correspondent Hollie McKay made it out of Afghanistan—under Taliban escort. She joins us from Uzbekistan to share her incredible story and some unique insights on what the future holds. In America Q&A we ask: Given what we know now, do you think America was right to leave Afghanistan? Finally, in our second America…


[Coming 08/28, 12PM ET] Afghanistan: Reporter’s Daring Escape; Resistance Offers Glimmer of Hope

Veteran war correspondent Hollie McKay made it out of Afghanistan—under Taliban escort. She joins us from Uzbekistan to share her incredible story and some unique insights on what the future holds. In America Q&A, we ask: Given what we know now, do you think America was right to leave Afghanistan? Finally, in our second America…


Afghanistan: Reporter’s Daring Escape; Resistance Offerers Glimmer of Hope

Veteran war correspondent Hollie McKay made it out of Afghanistan—under Taliban escort. She joins us from Uzbekistan to share her incredible story and some unique insights on what the future holds. In America Q&A we ask: Given what we know now, do you think America was right to leave Afghanistan? Finally, in our second America…


Afghanistan: Reporter’s Daring Escape; Resistance Offers Glimmer of Hope

Veteran war correspondent Hollie McKay made it out of Afghanistan—under Taliban escort. She joins us from Uzbekistan to share her incredible story and some unique insights on what the future holds. In America Q&A, we ask: Given what we know now, do you think America was right to leave Afghanistan? Finally, in our second America…