After the Gold Rush

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5. a Hubert Humphrey Democrat

...my dad was a Hubert Humphrey Dem.

I like to recall the time I got my knuckles cracked by a ruler and stood in a corner at day care when a man on the radio said Johnson wouldn't run, and that Nixon was likely to win and I wouldn't stop bawling about it. Nixon creeped me out.

"I was hoping it was a lie."

Dad was told about it, and the next day he bought me a Humphrey button as big as my little head, and I wore it proudly on my shirt to day care. (probably played with it 'til it broke).

I'm almost certain that's why republicans will always get my scorn (among other things, of course). It's just ingrained.