A number of years ago, I was in downtown Philadelphia. There was some kind of hippie demonstration going on in the streets, and the goons were out in force. And then, from somewhere in the distance, I could hear a megaphone voice hurling relentless and unapologetic ridicule on the whole mess, and apparently having a great deal of fun in the process. Somehow, I just knew it had to be Dr. Raoul doing one of his classic Freeps. I crossed the street and headed toward the booming voice. Sure enough, the Doctor, as well as several other FR cohorts, were entrenched on the sidewalk. One of the nicest people I’ve ever met. I introduced him to the rest of my family as a real hero of Free Republic. The honor was all mine, Doc.
A great patriot, a great wit who heaped well deserved ridicule on the hypocritical liberal left, and one always of good cheer and optimism. We have missed you over the past few years; all patriots everywhere will miss you as well whether they knew you or not.
Deepest sympathy and prayers for the good doctor’s immediate family.
To the leftists—There is a 100% probability of rain with a high probability of soap. You are advised to go inside immediately. Should you not fear water, you are invited to “Swim to Cuba!”