About

I was born, and raised, on the wrong side of the tracks. In the Bronx. I didn’t know I lived on that poor side of town at the time; thought we were truly wealthy. When I finally went to a school not in the Bronx, I found that most folks thought of us natives as poor, unwashed, and lucky to be able to read and write.

Learned how to read, write (perhaps), and, most importantly, know that there are things in this world much more important than where you were born and raised: it’s not where, it’s how.

I’ve learned that our founders had it (mostly) right, as in correct: life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. For me this translates to limited government, personal freedom combined with responsibility for one’s actions, and belief that we each of us are equal in dignity. Although, it must be said, many among us abuse that dignity beyond redemption.

God will judge. I’m just taking some notes, making right turns when I can, avoiding the left by all and every means at my disposal.

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