I saw America last night folks; the America I grew up with in Pumphrey, Maryland, a black suburban community outside of Baltimore. The unspoken philosophy of our tiny all black community was education, hard work, respect for elders and God. Pumphrey birthed numerous successful blacks. My sister’s-in-law brother Butch Keaser from Pumphrey was the first black wrestler to win an Olympic medal. http://bsun.md/1VYszt8

We kept score at sporting events in Pumphrey. There were winners and losers. Such is real life. Rev Lemon was pastor of the Baptist church. My dad, Rev. Lloyd E. Marcus was pastor of the Methodist church. Pete was my mom’s homosexual hairdresser. Mom and Pete were good friends. Pete would never think of demanding that my mom approve of his homosexual lifestyle. Dad treated everyone with respect. Local drunkards, we called “wine-os” were guardians of my four younger siblings and me. A wine-o would say, “Hey, that’s Rev. Moccasin’s (Marcus) kid, don’t mess with ’em!”

Last night at the Ted Cruz rally in Louisiana with 2500 people, I felt like I was at a community event in Pumphrey 40 years ago; a revival meeting of traditional American principles and values.