Me Pops was a good man, and I'm not just saying that as a loyal son. He gave back to the community and the Church, serving on the local neighborhood committees and the Parish Council respectively. The old man was good and kind to people. As such, he had earned the respect of many, although a few apparently held certain reservations.
A family friend in the area whom we've known for years, I'll call him Cloyce just to give him a name, related a conversation he'd recently had with someone in the neighborhood. He didn't say who, and that's okay. Cloyce was surely respecting the man's privacy.
In the course of their talk the fella asked Cloyce, "Did you know Bill Cosgriff?"
"Yes I did."
"He was a good man, a good man. It was sad to lose Bill," the guy allowed. "There was only one thing about him."
"Really?' Cloyce responded, intrigued. He was thinking, What could you hold against Bill?
Leaning in towards Cloyce conspiratorially, obviously expecting Cloyce to be in the club, so to speak, and properly shocked, the man whispered, "Bill was a Republican."
Cloyce pretended to consider that for a few seconds, then said, "Well, you know, he might not have been the only one around here."
Confused momentarily, the guy then asked Cloyce, incredulously and a bit distressed, "You didn't vote for Trump, did you?"
"Twice," Cloyce answered, holding up two fingers peace sign-like.
It's a cool story. And I kinda like how Cloyce rather subtly put the man in his place.
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