Dear Mark, Jim, Gayle and Hope:
I appreciate you love your grandfather, who referred last week to Senator Charles Schumer as "that Jew," and I would hope that love continues even as, on occasion, you know he can be a horse's ass.
I grew up with a Dad not that unlike your granddad and never stopped loving him. But that didn't keep me from wanting to throw up when the thick-headed mean clown in him appeared. As a full-grown and full-fledged Jew myself, I confess to wanting to whip the horse's ass part of your grandfather the clown ten ways to Sunday. But I'll let you do that, lovingly. Assuming you are young enough to agree.