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  •  I remember the day FDR died. (2+ / 0-)
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    DemFromCT, JC from IA

    I was riding my bicycle and I overheard a couple of neighbors. I starting crying and pedaling as fast as I could to get home. Neighbor kids were already out on the streets celebrating & jeering.

    My Dad had been in the CCC; sold insurance door to door, collecting the 25cent premiums every week and worked for SearsRoebuck on Saturdays for 50 cents a day.

    Even then, I couldn't understand the jeering from folks who probably weren't doing as well as we were but whose future would be forever better because we'd had FDR fighting for us.

    Mitt Romney strapped the family dog to the roof of his car. Where's he gonna put grandma?

    by brook on Sun Aug 28, 2011 at 11:58:21 AM PDT

    •  There was a tea party even (0+ / 0-)

      Then...

      "Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies." - Groucho Marx

      by Greg Dworkin on Sun Aug 28, 2011 at 12:17:15 PM PDT

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      •  ;-) (0+ / 0-)

        But they were hardly "Ladies Who Lunch". More like seamstresses and dailies.

        Mitt Romney strapped the family dog to the roof of his car. Where's he gonna put grandma?

        by brook on Sun Aug 28, 2011 at 12:20:26 PM PDT

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