The Republicans I grew up with – revisited
I wrote the following article nine years ago, on Feb. 23, 2015. Some of the terminology is outdated, but the thoughts are not.
My father and his brother, younger by 20 years, were both ardent Republicans. They came from rural poverty, worked hard, and became successful, each in his own fashion. Along the way, they got an education in public schools, went to taxpayer-supported land grant colleges and worked for the privilege of an education.
In the summer, after the farm work at home was done, my father borrowed his father’s team and did custom field work for neighbors. Summers, my uncle muscled 300-pound blocks of ice to cool railroad refrigerator cars. They knew the value of hard work, the value of a dollar, and the value of having a government that recognized that its ultimate purpose was to provide the tools so that people could get ahead.
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