WILD TURKEY & THE DEMOCRAT

35,000 feet in the air, the Great Smoky Mountains to the right, halfway between Cleveland and Atlanta. I knew he had some sort of pass or ID hanging around his neck. I had to take a look. The man to my left, also had a Kerry For President pin on the plastic that held his ID. I ordered a Coke. He did too. At least we had that in common. I reached into my carry-on and found my bottle of Wild Turkey 101, some super smooth stuff and a requirement at 35,000 feet. What the hell, I thought; "Care for some Wild Turkey?" "No, thank you though", he said. I was about to push it into my bag when he said, "Well, OK, guess I will."

Here's two guys, one from Mississippi, one from Georgia, who will certainly cancel out each other's vote in November. But, for a moment at 35,000 feet we had something in common.

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