John Roberts and I are members of a pretty elite Summer Colony in Maine. On a harbor island. Unlike Roberts and his family (and some of his friends), our colony started with middle and working class people in the late 40's and 50's to 60's. He and his friends invaded, I'd say, when people with money started buying up the property of people who would not or could not maintain and had to sell.
Often, I see him on Independence Day, because he and his family are my neighbors. I might see him later this week. Here's what I'll have to say to him: follow me over the fold...