And I remember when a church pastor who tried to tell his congregation how to vote would have been out the door the first time he did it.
Of course, in those days nobody questioned a person's religion based on his or her politics, because we knew the two were personal and seperate.
In those days, we were willing to agree to disagree, and nobody would have attacked a decorated war veteran's patriotism, no matter what party got his vote.
We had a thing called honor and respect for those who stepped up to serve, even if we didn't personally like them.
Those days were far from perfect; there was state-sanctioned discrimination which gave way slowly to the efforts of good people who knew it was wrong.
Even then, we didn't toss backhanded insults at the family members of politicians with whom we disagreed. Honorable people left the family members of politicians alone.
We've come a long way, baby -- but somewhere along the road we left the best of what we were.