I started young. At age 11 I campaigned for my dad when he ran for sheriff. On the Republican ticket. He did not win, but I was hooked, walking around wearing my LeMieux for Sheriff sign as big as I was.
From there I went on to lose my campaign to be class president in seventh grade. But stayed interested in politics. It was 1960 and John Kennedy was running for President against Tricky Dick. My Mom was an avid Democrat so you can imagine dinner table talk during the Kennedy campaign. I was 12, and got to stay home to watch the inauguration on TV.
Somehow he wrangled us
tickets to the Governor's Ball! That would Governor Romney, George, not
Mitt. A Republican's Republican his son could never be.
Then, there was that fateful day in November, 1963. I don't know if school was closed or if we just stayed home, but I saw Oswald get shot on live TV, and knew nothing would ever be the same again.
