Here’s an ancient incident w/a lesson for today’s budding activists. It happened to me back in ’63 (I was 21). I won’t be around much longer, so pay attention.
My Nashville bride didn’t like her New York stay. So, as agreed, she and the kids moved back to Tennessee.
I soon followed with a few belongings along with my old family photo album and other memorabilia.
Stopping my tricked-out ’57 Pontiac at a country store just outside Springfield, TN, I got some gas and a used tire at a cost of $11. more…
I admit I get a chuckle when I hear some blockhead explain how certain constitutional rights handcuff the police from doing their job.
Let’s take one easy example, the Miranda v. Arizona (1966) decision. The Supreme Court saw the need for police to inform suspects (that’s potentially all of us) of certain basic rights, such as, the right to remain silent and the right to counsel. Sounds easy enough, eh?
In 1963 I was returning to my wife and children in Nashville, TN, from New York. I was driving my 1960 Plymouth Fury with all my personal possessions, including my family photo albums. more…