“Any understanding of this nation has to be based, and I mean really based, on an understanding of the Civil War. … It was the crossroads of our being, and it was a hell of a crossroads.”
“Any understanding of this nation has to be based, and I mean really based, on an understanding of the Civil War. … It was the crossroads of our being, and it was a hell of a crossroads.”
So, now it is over. The steady hand, engaging voice, insights and common sense like no other. Three hours of radio-bliss five days a week. It is a void that no one can fill. Rush was one-of-a-kind. THE voice of Conservatism. I will miss him terribly in my life.
One thing that they have in common, they both feature the most beautiful instrument … the human voice.
Lake Louise, Alberta, Canada – 1972 — Came upon this photo of the place today and it reminded me of a very simple event. No
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Excerpt from my book, “On the Trail of the Last of the Mohicans” “Somewhere up on the Blue Ridge Parkway.” Hmmmm … by that time,
1972 — Hitchhiking from California with my then girlfriend, Carla, trying to get back to NY. We were at a gas station in the Western
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I was living in my little ole apartment for about 4 years. Moved about 2 months ago. While at the little apartment – oh, I
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When I was a kid, my future occupation, I thought, was to be either a veterinarian or a farmer – something involving animals. By the
I was on my lunch break sitting in my car in a nice shady spot overlooking Highway 221 (Main Street in Marion, NC), listening to