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RIP George McGovern
In 1970, at age six, I attended my first political event: an Earth Day march through the streets of Pittsburgh, wearing a filter mask the whole way to emphasize concern about air pollution. Obviously, this was my parents' idea, and they brought me along, but I had some idea what the issues were, and I did care about having clean air and clean water.
In 1972, at age eight, I attended my second political event: a McGovern presidential rally. I don't remember much about it, but I was in the same room with George McGovern, in whom my parents believed passionately. A few months later, my parents took me with them to the voting booth to see how voting works, and later that day we watched on TV as Nixon won 49 states (IIRC). Not a happy day, but it gave me the model that adults pay attention to politics, and vote, and accept the results, and keep going.
In 1972, at age eight, I attended my second political event: a McGovern presidential rally. I don't remember much about it, but I was in the same room with George McGovern, in whom my parents believed passionately. A few months later, my parents took me with them to the voting booth to see how voting works, and later that day we watched on TV as Nixon won 49 states (IIRC). Not a happy day, but it gave me the model that adults pay attention to politics, and vote, and accept the results, and keep going.