I believed that I was being forced to sacrifice my family and my career in defense of the Communist Party, from which I had long been separated and which I had grown to dislike and distrust.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
For years after I resigned, I was still faithful to their way of thinking. But not in the American Communists.
I was even superior to the Communists and when they didn't go along with me, I quit them.
I became a Republican because I trust people more than I trust government.
I was a wife and mother, blameless in moral life, with a deep sense of duty and a proud self-respect; it was while I was this that doubt struck me, and while I was in the guarded circle of the home, with no dream of outside work or outside liberty, that I lost all faith in Christianity.
I felt like all of the American people did not believe me because of the things that were said about me, and said that people would say that it was just for the money, and it wasn't about the money. It was about what he did to me. And I knew I was telling the truth.
I believed in raising my children as I had been raised.
When I was young I had a moment of believing in the Communist doctrine. I wanted to save the world through Communism. Quite soon I understood that it doesn't work, but I've never pretended it didn't happen to me.
So many people supported me and believed in me. They made it so easy for me to believe in myself, because I didn't want to let them down.
I became a Communist because I fell in love with a man who was a Red and entered the Army to take care of the Fascists, and I knew it would please him if I became one.
I joined the Communist Party because I felt I had to be in some organization.