Although I was born during the Nixon administration and started childhood during the Ford administration, Jimmy Carter was the first actual President I remember. I vaguely recall watching the transition of power on TV and seeing Ford walking up the stairs to the plane to leave. I was barely six. Why I was watching it, I don’t know. Probably because there was nothing else on, as back then we only had three channels to watch. I’m sure they were all broadcasting this. And I also remember while I was watching this thing on TV, there was a small kitchen grease fire that my mother was dealing with, and I can recall glancing out the window of our apartment and seeing firetrucks. Weird what you remember.

President Carter’s long life was amazing and he did amazing, wonderful things with it. No, he wasn’t perfect, and he’d be the first to admit that. But he was a decent and caring human being. That matters more than anything in life.

With all the SHITHOLES in the world, be a Jimmy Carter instead.