His long monologue on the subject is found here, but this is the paragraph (the last one) that reached out and grabbed me:
As I said at the beginning of this hour, and I’ve been fighting it because this is not what Reagan was about, but since Saturday afternoon at four o’clock Eastern time, I have honestly felt like a part of me died as well. Even though I knew it was coming, we all knew it was coming. I was surprised at how deeply the act of his passing had on me, despite knowing it was coming, and I was comforted all the remainder of the weekend by the reality and the realization that I know that Ronald Reagan lives on in my heart, always will, and in all of yours. I never met him. Wasn’t necessary. It was not necessary to have met Ronald Reagan in order to love him as I do, and that is as good a measure of greatness which does not need to be explained as I know. So God bless Ronald Reagan, and as he never failed to say, God bless America.
I think what I said the other day is mirrored here. I just didn’t know exactly how to say it. Thanks, Rush.