One of those strange life coincidences
During my childhood — around, say, 1984 or 85, we took a family trip to Washington, D.C. While strolling past the White House, we ran across this woman:
As I recall, Ms. Picciotto had a sign at the time that read “split wood, not atoms.”
My mother — the daughter of an illegal immigrant from Mexico who was a fiercely patriotic American citizen — walked up to her and told her off, invoking everything from Pearl Harbor to communism. In the end, she helpfully suggested that the woman go “get a job”.
Alas, the advice went unheeded. Ms. Picciotto kept up the protests until her very recent death, NPR reports.
All I will say is that…I really miss my mother, who passed away almost 17 years ago. She would have enjoyed this election year, and I know who she would’ve been supporting.
(No, not Hillary.)