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I was in second grade in 1956 when native son Adlai Stevenson ran for president. I had known that Dad was a "Democratic precinct committeeman", but I didn't really know that there were other people who were "Republicans" and some of them didn't like us Democrats. After listening to a lot of talk from older kids on the playground, I finally asked Mom to explain the difference between Democrats and Republicans.
Mom thought for a few seconds, looked away and then asked me a question. "What kind of people live in our neighborhood?" I guess I looked puzzled, because she prompted me: "Rich or poor---are folks in this neighborhood rich or poor?"
That I knew. "Poor", I answered. Our neighbors were laborers, carpenters, a laundress, a handyman and some shoe factory employees.
"Who lives on "The Hill"? Mom asked next. The Hill was on the north side of town; far from the tracks or the factories. The doctors, lawyers, bankers and factory managers lived there in big two story homes with sun porches and huge lawns.
"Well, rich people, Mom" I replied, wondering if she'd forgotten my question.
"That's the difference," she said. "Republicans pass laws to help the folks on The Hill. Democrats pass laws to help the folks who live around us."
"But, Mom," I countered,"the people on The Hill don't NEED help!"
"That's right, sonny-boy. DON'T YOU EVER FORGET THAT!" my mother said through a big smile.
That was 54 years ago.
Mom died in '98. I miss her even more than I miss the Democratic Party she and my father proudly supported.
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