Did I ever share with you regular readers how my brother and I came to be born in California? When Dad's ancestors had lived in southwestern Virginia for two hundred years, and Mother preferred to be in his home town, and as soon as I was old enough to squawk I did too? Well...around the time we were born, union violence was making Kingsport, Tennessee, just ten miles from home, a war zone. The'rents were saying no place was safe, Armageddon was about to break out, and we might as well spend the planet's last years in a place where gold could be found. I am not making this up.
Here's Mark Mix's report on what's still going on today, in states that don't have right-to-work laws:
http://paracom.paramountcommunication.com/hostedemail/email.htm?h=61dd8e9b80f200825cc7b4038c370587&CID=9963009638&ch=370C325BC3013B03FF7726F742870D21
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