I don't think of myself as a particularly nostalgic person.

Two thousand people a day were being murdered in Vietnam in a terrorist war, an official terrorist war.

What were the politics of my family? They were mainstream moderate politics.

That's where we all kind of were in the mid-1960s. Students for a Democratic Society grew from a small group of socialists at the university of Michigan into a national organization, and in many ways, its growth was driven by the Vietnam War.

I was terrible student at Michigan, terrible. Because there was too much else to do. I was learning form too many other sources to go to class.

Nothing is more boring than some old person going on and on about the way things used to be.

My father lived with me the last five years of his life and passed away of Alzheimer's, and at that point he was saying to anyone who would listen, "We all hated the war in Vietnam." Well, it was easy to hate the war in Vietnam 40 years on.