Some say our country has never been more divided politically than it is now. I’ll admit, I’ve seen divorces happen over politics, but anyone who says that is either too young to remember the Vietnam era or old enough to have a failing memory.
My parents practically disowned me when they found out I went to the convention riots in Chicago in 1968. When my father got a thank-you note from the CPUSA for the work he’d done circulating a petition to put them on the ballot in 1972, that was the last straw. My father and I have the same name.
None of us remember the Civil War. You want to talk about divided? We learned how to fight dirty during that war.
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