It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived.
Isn't that wonderful? When we drove through several of the places we lived - Grand Rapids, Washington - they all had those placards. That they stood by the street and had in their hands placards that said 'Gerald Our Ford'. That meant so much to us as we were driving into Washington.
I never thought for a second that anything I ever did was going to make someone cringe. That never occurred to me.

