Some People Are Democrats By Choice, And

Childhood Is Less Clear To Me Than To Many People: When It Ended I Turned My Face Away From It For No Reason That I Know About, Certainly Without The Usual Reason Of Unhappy Memories. For Many Years That Worried Me, But Then I Discovered That The Tales Of Former Children Are Seldom To Be Trusted. Some People Supply Too Many Past Victories Or Pleasures With Which To Comfort Themselves, And Other People Cling To Pains, Real And Imagined, To Excuse What They Have Become.

Mama Seemed To Do Only What My Father Wanted, And Yet We Lived The Way My Mother Wanted Us To Live.

I Cannot And Will Not Cut My Conscience To Fit This Year's Fashions, Even Though I Long Ago Came To The Conclusion That I Was Not A Political Person And Could Have No Comfortable Place In Any Political Group.

Unjust. How Many Times I've Used That Word, Scolded Myself With It. All I Mean By It Now Is That I Don't Have The Final Courage To Say That I Refuse To Preside Over Violations Against Myself, And To Hell With Justice.

I Cannot And Will Not Cut My Conscience To Fit This Year's Fashions.