A woman to whom I was once married—not the Sole Heir’s mother—once thought living in North Carolina would be splendid. Beaches, beautiful mountains, nice weather, fully-realized but not-too-urban cities, not as pricey as the Washington area. A good deal all around, she thought.
“I wouldn’t live there if they paid me,” I said.
She asked why.
“Because over half the people who live there keep sending Jesse Helms to the Senate.”
And that encompasses my thoughts on his passing.