When I was a kid growing up in the Bronx in the 1950s I knew a lot more about the Yankees than I did about politics. In fact, I didn’t know anything about politics, except for one thing: I knew we were Democrats. My father was a blue-collar worker and like all “working class” men he voted a straight Democratic ticket. We lived in a lower middle class neighborhood and pretty much all the men were FDR blue-collar guys. I never took a survey, but I’m pretty sure there wasn’t a Republican within miles of our tenement.
Obama to Blue-Collar America: Adios!
Obama to Blue-Collar America: Adios!
Obama to Blue-Collar America: Adios!
When I was a kid growing up in the Bronx in the 1950s I knew a lot more about the Yankees than I did about politics. In fact, I didn’t know anything about politics, except for one thing: I knew we were Democrats. My father was a blue-collar worker and like all “working class” men he voted a straight Democratic ticket. We lived in a lower middle class neighborhood and pretty much all the men were FDR blue-collar guys. I never took a survey, but I’m pretty sure there wasn’t a Republican within miles of our tenement.
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