A Few Joyce Words
By Joyce Dorrycott (90 yrs old)
Such a short time since I wrote the March newsletter, but the world
seems to have turned upside down. My world has become much
smaller for I have been practicing the “stay at home doctrine”. Days
have been filled with knitting, crocheting and most of all watching
the news.
By now, most of you know that I am a “follow the news every day,
all day” person. Over that time, I often heard the coronavirus time
compared as the worst since World War II. As I thought about that
comparison, I thought back over my life. Many of you know that I
am a child of the Great Depression and lived through all the wars
that have followed, including WWII.
The years of the war were times I remember as the days when this
country became extremely close.
This was Our country. We had
been attacked by Japan on Sunday, December 7, 1941, and then we
declared war on Japan and the Axis Powers on December 8.
Throughout the next years we were blessed with a strong, positive
leader, President Franklin D. Roosevelt. He had been elected four
times (1932, 1936, 1940, 1944) and had he not died on April 12,
1945, could have probably been elected again.
Many of the laws we
have today that provide for working people, beginning with Social
Security, we have because of him. Harry Truman followed
Roosevelt in 1945 and was also a strong, positive leader. Today we
have Donald Trump. See the difference?
There are many other comparisons and innumerable contrasts, but
they all end the same way. Trump and the party and support he has
created do not provide the same confidence in the future that we
had in the 1940s in the middle of a world war.
The majority of
Americans do not support this president, his view of America, or his
handling of this pandemic.
Continued on next page.
Looking toward the future, we need to get about the business of
electing Joe Biden. While he is not perfect, he will be a good
president. So, when we call upon you, please help every time you
can. Our plan is not completed yet, but we do know we will all be
needed.
Thank you for all the cards, calls, texts for my 90th birthday. It
seems like only yesterday that I was a good-looking gal, running
through the cotton fields of Alabama.
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