Usually when I'm talking to people who want to appear in this column, they are on their best behavior, careful not to put a foot wrong.
Not so much a plainspoken man I met this weekend.
When I introduced myself he peered at me and asked suspiciously, "You're not a [Republocrat], are you?"
I replied that I most certainly was NOT a [Republocrat], and he expressed his relief.
His daughter, who was standing next to him, was mortified, but I was vastly amused.
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