February 7, 2011 by atlmalcontent

The potatoe-head didn’t fall far from the tree

Of all the mawkish remembrances of Ronald Reagan, Ben (son of Dan) Quayle’s is the ickiest.

When I was a child, President Ronald Reagan was the nice man who gave us jelly beans when we visited the White House.

I didn’t know then, but I know it now: The jelly beans were much more than a sweet treat that he gave out as gifts. They represented the uniqueness and greatness of America — each one different and special in its own way, but collectively they blended in harmony.