My mother was a mere English eccentric, but my father was a Red and so in trouble all the time, if not in jail," writes Sally Belfrage early in Un-American Activities. "The phone was tapped from the minute I could talk on it, and the FBI had been at the door since I was tall enough to turn the knob. ... When my teens began it dawned on me: that the only untried, unheard-of, truly original ambition I might pursue was to be normal. Let the Reds take on injustice and get persecuted for their pains.
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