We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Fun song from 1962. So many of us all have had hard times in NYC at some point in life, but it was mostly for the good in the end. It worked out for Bob, who still loves NY.
At the end of this clip, Ms. Gooding comments jokingly about how Bob might someday be rich and famous. Lyrics here.