My wife - to-be and I went to see my father. Only he could answer the two questions before us: Shall we get married now? Shall I begin the practice of law, or continue being the successful wine salesman I had become, working my way through law school?
The panic of the Depression loosened my inhibitions against being different. I could be myself.
People were hurt, and because they were hurt, they were angry and quarreled and were jealous of one another.
The studied, unquestioning pace of my family irritated me.
Communism feeds on aggression, hatred, and the imprisonment of men's minds and souls. This shall not take root in the United States.