As Walter Mondale turns 90 this month, I find myself reflecting on the improbable relationship he and I have come to enjoy. My ties to Vice President Mondale didn't come through party loyalty but through teaching a course with him at the University of Minnesota on the U.S. Constitution and national security — for nearly 15 years.
I was filled with curiosity and trepidation when I approached our first meeting all those years ago. I'd never taught with a former vice president, or for that matter with a former Minnesota attorney general, former U.S. senator or former ambassador to Japan. But we quickly formed a team to introduce students to debates since the late 18th century over whether presidents can act alone to take America to war, to reach diplomatic agreements, and to spy on and raid private property.
But Mondale has taught our students — and me — more than just history. Here are some of the lessons he offered:
Humility and decency
One of Mondale's cardinal rules is to never assume, or act as if, your ideas are better than anyone else's. He often quotes the great Judge Learned Hand, who observed that "the spirit of liberty is the spirit which is not too sure that it is right."
About 15 years ago, the vice president and I traveled to the Carter Library to bring back documents relating to Mondale's work in the Carter administration. The documents would become part of a collection at the Minnesota Historical Society, enabling our students to study the inside story of the Iran hostage episode; Mondale's diplomatic steps that started to undermine the vicious racial system of apartheid in South Africa; his historic trip to China that began to normalize trade relations and initiate — until recently top-secret — national security cooperation; the transformation of the U.S. weapons systems from mechanical to digital systems; and much more.
At the Atlanta airport on our way back to Minnesota, I secured dinner for us in two paper bags. But I was stopped outside the frequent-flier lounge, which prohibited food. I began to say, "I am here with the vice president," but Mondale waved me off. "We're no different," he said.
We proceeded outside, and soon Mondale was surrounded — as he must have anticipated, given his famed connection to Atlanta's favorite son, former President Jimmy Carter. He greeted everyone with an easy laugh and genuine interest — including some Republicans with long-standing bones to pick. Of course, his food got cold.
A few years later, after a public program with Mondale, a woman congratulated me on my good fortune to teach with the vice president, and I gushed, "I can't believe I get paid to do what I do!"