I’ve made a point of meeting several of my heroes, but I never met Alasdair MacIntyre. The reviews were not encouraging. Back in 2011 when we were all fresh out of undergrad, some friends and I were starting Fare Forward, a magazine with Christian commitments and philosophical aspirations. Two of my colleagues arranged a meeting with MacIntyre, who was then recently emeritus at Notre Dame. They were exhausted from several long days and nights on the road, and they had thirty minutes to pitch MacIntyre on the project and solicit his advice—perhaps get him to agree to an interview or to contribute a small article.
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