Thank you, USSC

Well, Bruce, those were the court's words, not mine. Like I said, I am not for a second going to try to defend this whole right of the government to take whatever land catches its fancy. That little bit of land in blue grass country was sweet agricultual land. It was my grandparent's ticket out of the poverty of the Cumberland gap region, payed for in part by a loan from my grandmother's father who had a tiny country store back in Williamsburg, Kentucky. My father and my uncle Leland used to plow that land with a mule. The cash crop of tobacco it yielded was what my family counted on to get through the dark winters of the depression era. The Feds paid my grandparents half what that land was worth, and my grandparents bought another farm on less desirable, less productive land. My father and uncle would go out and shoot squirrels to put meat on the table after that. Me defend eminent domain? I don't think so! Those family stories are still vivid in my mind, even after all this time.