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Thanks. You can credit those specific words to me, but not the sentiment.

I learned that sentiment and spirit from far better men than I.

My parents apparently missed the 60s. They were too busy with school, falling in love, and being broke. My dad worked a pool hall and went on to grad school, my mom helped put the two of them through school as a teacher. Both abstained until marriage. They might have 2 drinks per year, which is probably more than they had then. A date was a hamburger on Saturday and a night dancing to a jukebox. And not to Hendrix; I can guarantee that. ;)

I love my parents. Some of the most straight-laced but balanced people I know.

I grew up listening to Reagan on the TV. I remember being sad that he had to leave. I never really knew what he was talking about, as I was too young, but I remember liking him. He seemed liked a grandfather. I felt warm sitting by the TV listening to him with my parents.

Of course, I went to college and became a liberal for 2 years. Then I took a macroeconomics class and learned what the liberal social agenda was REALLY all about.

I admit, it was kind of fun being a rebel in class and casually dismissing liberal mantras deemed to be the unshakeable truth. We had our own little rebellion of sorts in college. One by one we began turning to the "dark" side.

Funny, just a year or two after graduation, loads of my frends who had called themselves liberal were voting for Bush.

Man, oh man, the reaction we got when we declared that aggressive demonstrations were actually anti-democratic... ha! Sent that professor through the roof. ;)

You can credit those specific words to me, but not the sentiment. I learned that sentiment and spirit from far better men than I.

Thanks, I will.