bizSearchNegative campaign mailers spark early memories of life lessons
My interest in politics and government came from an unlikely source at an relatively young age.
Our ranch in Montana was at the point where three gravel roads intersected. Everyone knew my dad always had the coffee pot on, and in between feeding or other chores, neighbors would drop in for coffee. When another would drive by and see several other pickups parked, they’d stop in too, not wanting to miss anything. The conversation often turned to politics and government.
It was 16 when the Occupational Safety and Health Act was being proposed. One morning, it became a topic for the half dozen or so ranchers crowded around our small kitchen table. All were worried the law would bring the federal government to their ranches and lead to inspectors snooping around for things like spilled diesel ...
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