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I went to college in 1961, and knew bunches of YAF & proto Goldwaterites. They were happy warriors, slashing and burning abstractions. If you paid attention to politics you could have coffee with them; they were always looking for fun foils. Their purity could be hilarious; our local YAF chapter was against those new-fangled zip codes, because zips would lead us to forget the names of our local communities. They also suported George Wallace when he ran in the state's presidential primary.

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