I Had Fought Against The Unjust Restriction

In Our House We Repeated The Pattern Of Thousands Of Other Homes. There Were A Few Books And A Lot Of Music. Our Food And Our Furniture Were No Different From Our Neighbors'.

I Had Advocated The Establishment Of A Negro Industrial Commission. I Had Gestured Against The Growth Of Monopoly Power. I Had Introduced A Few Civil Rights Bills.

The Panic Of The Depression Loosened My Inhibitions Against Being Different. I Could Be Myself.

My Grandfather Was Catholic; My Grandmother, Jewish. Crossing Over From Bavaria, As Immigrants To The United States, The Ship Started To Sink. My Grandmother Jumped Overboard. My Grandfather Followed, To Save This Girl He Had Never Met.

Communism Which Feeds On Aggression, Hatred, And The Imprisonment Of Men's Minds And Souls Shall Not Take Root In The United States.