Last week in Michigan, I met a woman named Delphine Klaput who will be turning 100 years old later this month — but you wouldn’t have known it.   She was just the sweetest little thing — all smiles, sharp as a tack, with that glint in her eye of someone who understands what really matters in life. In her hair, Delphine wore a red handkerchief with white polka dots — just like Rosie the Riveter.   In the 1940s, Delphine was a clerk in an American bomber factory, running small parts and blueprints from worker to worker. She helped win a war before she was 20 years old. Just think of everything she’s lived through. A stock market crash and depression, a World War and a Cold War. Delphine has seen Babe Ruth and Serena Williams, she’s seen Selma, the internet, Sandy Hook. She’s seen Roe v. Wade and its rollback, she’s seen Jim Crow and “I Have a Dream” and “Yes We Can.”   After all that, when she thinks about this country, she sees the same thing I do, the same thing you do, and these are ...