...0r, "How to Become a Republican Activist in just 21 Short Years!"
Part One:
I haven't always been a Republican...wait-let me rephrase that. I haven't always known I was a Republican.
It has been a journey that has taken me quite some time to realize.
You see, when I turned 18 ( in 1982) and was eligible to vote, I asked my dad, "are you a Republican or a democrat".
Dad answered that he was a democrat (for the record, my mom is a lifelong Republican). Being the good son that I am, I checked the "d" box.
I remember thinking...now what? I received my registration card and forgot about it.
Election day rolled around and If I recall correctly (I'm getting old, you know), Mom asked me if I wanted to go and vote. I was excited to vote for the first time and gladly went along. I, being uninformed about the candidates and issues, asked Mom who I should vote for. She replied that I should "vote my conscience".
I went into the booth and clicked off the levers on the machine as follows: one from the right, one from the left...right, left, right, left...and so on. I have no clue to this day whoi ran and who won. But, I voted! Yay!
I can only remember one democrat on the ballot back then who I voted for...Mom asked me to vote for Bob Borsky because he had helped her and a group of concerned parents during the 1980 Philadelphia School strike.
Scoot forward to 1986. I am a working man and have been toiling in my chosen career, printing, for a few years now. I am a taxpayer, and have recently moved out of my home and gotten married (for the first time...the "practice marriage".) I discovered talk radio, listening along with my co-workers to WWDB, and, in particular, Irv Homer...The Philadelphia area's premiere Libertarian. Needless to say, I caught the bug.
I was soon to re-register as a big "L" Libertarian.
check back for part 2 of this multi-part series soon!
It has been a journey that has taken me quite some time to realize.
You see, when I turned 18 ( in 1982) and was eligible to vote, I asked my dad, "are you a Republican or a democrat".
Dad answered that he was a democrat (for the record, my mom is a lifelong Republican). Being the good son that I am, I checked the "d" box.
I remember thinking...now what? I received my registration card and forgot about it.
Election day rolled around and If I recall correctly (I'm getting old, you know), Mom asked me if I wanted to go and vote. I was excited to vote for the first time and gladly went along. I, being uninformed about the candidates and issues, asked Mom who I should vote for. She replied that I should "vote my conscience".
I went into the booth and clicked off the levers on the machine as follows: one from the right, one from the left...right, left, right, left...and so on. I have no clue to this day whoi ran and who won. But, I voted! Yay!
I can only remember one democrat on the ballot back then who I voted for...Mom asked me to vote for Bob Borsky because he had helped her and a group of concerned parents during the 1980 Philadelphia School strike.
Scoot forward to 1986. I am a working man and have been toiling in my chosen career, printing, for a few years now. I am a taxpayer, and have recently moved out of my home and gotten married (for the first time...the "practice marriage".) I discovered talk radio, listening along with my co-workers to WWDB, and, in particular, Irv Homer...The Philadelphia area's premiere Libertarian. Needless to say, I caught the bug.
I was soon to re-register as a big "L" Libertarian.
check back for part 2 of this multi-part series soon!
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