Southern Politician Walter B. Jones Sr.

In the sixties, when I was a young North Carolinian, southern politics was democratic and our representatives were known by their first names. Such as Walter B. Jones Sr., who every body treated as though he was worth a garden picked Sunday dinner. He would meet you with a smile, a handshake and a genuine concern as though your life was his life. Agriculture was the economics of our region, especially tobacco, which my daddy grew for a living. I can remember my daddy speaking about his work from Washington D.C. How he cared for the people and their livelihoods. I remember he came to Aurora North Carolina, where I went to school prior and after desegregation. Compared to the crowds of modern politicians, the crowd was small, back then that particular crowd was a big deal. He spoke like a statesman. A learned man who understood the trials and tribulations of his fellow man. He was a Democrat.
Walter B. Jones, Sr. was felt and honored throughout his district and today his name is honorably mentioned. Although, the mentions come from those of us who are forty and older. I knew him without seeing him and knew him better when I met him. As I grew older and witnessed the demise of the tobacco farmers and the changes in my community, in my schools and in my state, I now wonder with great regret what happened to the Walter B. Jones.
Where did Sam Nunn disappear to?

Our economy is uncertain, our schools are a failure, our social manners have disappeared and political corruption seems to be abound. Where I once found respect and comfort in my political leader, I now find dismay, uncertainty and disrepair. The changes are many for progress is essential in this day and time. But how I would love to know my Representative the way I knew Walter B. Jones,Sr. and Georgia's' Sam Nunn. I vote democratic, because Walter B. Jones, Sr. labored for his district. He knew us just as we knew him. I cannot say this about any southern politician this day nor do I see signs which would change my mind. The drastic changes were republican made. Greed runs amuck, corruption among our leaders is unconceivable
and the world seems colder, ruder and embarrassingly weak. Southern hospitality is a city slicker being proud to be a redneck. These people should meet a real redneck. Southern politics has gone republican, the modern carpetbaggers.

Though my opinion is based upon the political touch of Walter B. Jones, Sr. , it has been everlasting. I want to respect my leaders and I want them to respect their fellow man. But laboring for the people is politically incorrect and as we gaze at the leaders of today, the conservative dictating fear mongering political motions are my reasons for voting democratically. Southern politics according to me is a blend of miscues, minority infected and Yankees displaced.