The Aloneness of the Long Distance Runner

I have worked on campaigns....political stuff....I tend to be middle of the road in my approach. Many of my family members are more conservative then myself. What's left of them. My parents long gone , my brother and I have not spoken in about a year. God they are angry and I believe afraid......afraid of a darker future. My cousin stockpiles ammo because he is sure the Feds will take it away. My brother still angry over Vietnam. My last uncle sending angry tirades over the internet. He is 89 , a veteran of WWII , Navy Air Corp Atlantic Campaign , U Boat hunter. His wife my mothers last sister remains sweet and welcoming. Thank God , because most feel I am the crazy liberal of the family. I will be married 30 yrs in July , worked consistantly for over 35 yrs raised 4 children , pay my taxes , attempt to be what I consider a decent citizen....but yet......I seem to stand alone at the family funeral. On a rainy , cold weekend recently I went to a funeral of a family member I did not know all that well. To be respectful. My super masonic cousin comes up behind me and wispers " happy you voted for the N...... He just assumed my middle of the road life was a vote for Obama. I used to run cross country in high school. One runs alone often in all kinds of weather , through wood lands , up and down hills ect. Usually with few if any spectators. It is a sport of aloneness , so sometimes is a life of belief.