EYE ON THE PIE: Recollections of a departed friend
“I heard the news,” Sorethroat says. “It’s a shame and a surprise. Funny how you think there’s always time and then there isn’t. I talked with him just a week ago and we discussed plans to have lunch.” “Same here,” I say. Sorethroat, my inside informant at state government, and I are on the steps of the Capitol. We’re reflecting on the life and death of Chuck Coffey, a good man and a good friend. “He worked in this building…