To recognize this (I shy away from "celebrate") here is a painting and a poem - both with the same title.
When I Remember Reagan
When I remember Reagan it’s not with
hushed voice and sober gratitude, thoughto be clear, I harbor no animosity towards
his memory; let him sleep in peace if he can.When I remember Reagan I think of the
evil Soviet empire always lurking around the
corner, ready to launch a surprise nuclear attack.
When I remember Reagan, I remember (and say this hissing through your teeth)
the Russians!
(click the picture to see it enlarged.)
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