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.
Those apples of my New England childhood. Because we picked them ourselves from the nearby orchards, apples were cheap, cheap. Stored them in the unheated hallway. In the workshop, they might have frozen. While an apple a day may have kept the doctor away, the day always went better with more than one apple.
Macs, Macs, oh my. While I liked Macs very much,Ida Reds were my favorite apple. Down in Texas, you are lucky to see Ida Reds once every five years in the stores. In honor of Ida Red apples, here are two versions of Ida Red from Bob Wills, the King of Western Swing, and from Merl Haggard. Johnny Gimble, the violinist on the Haggard video, is a former member of Bob Willís Texas Playboys.
In thinking back on how I left the liberal camp, I see now that there were childhood role models. The Yankees in my hometown- definitely a minority- were not big government liberals, but rather of the small government keep-off-my-back type. As Robert Frost might have said, good fences also keep out intrusive governments.