Proud to be a Liberal: Number Five

I am not certain that this is the fifth article I have written about why I am proud to be a liberal, or the fourth or the sixth. I only know that on occasion I find it necessary to explain how I learned right from wrong, and how I became aware that the past is only good for one thing: it is a place where the most important things I learned were from my mistakes, and the mistakes of my government. As an original “baby boomer,” born in July of 1946, I began my life in an atmosphere of patriotism, and rebirth. The war to defeat fascism had been won, and America was changing quickly, attempting to leave the horrors of war behind us and move our nation forward with changes which no one could have imagined just a few years ago. Millions of women who had become workers in our factories in support of the need to create weapons of mass destruction stepped aside, allowing America’s returning heroes to secure employment in the private sector. Factories were re-tooled, manufacturing eve...