In 1965, one year after the defeat of my hero Barry Goldwater, I was taking the commuter train from New Canaan, Connecticut to New York City to volunteer in Bill Buckley's campaign for Mayor on the weekends in October. I was there when Buckley, asked what he would do if he won said, "demand a recount." It was at a time when Conservatism was in political disrepute. We were accused of being anti-Semites, Klansmen, John Birchers, Minutemen, and worse. Bill Buckley changed all that. He proved that Conservatism could be charming, erudite, intellectual, and cool. Wm F. BuckleyMany years later when George Pataki beat Mario Cuomo, he was a tax-cutting conservative. By the end of his second term Pataki had morphed into an out-of-control spender who had mortgaged the state's future by borrowing through so-called independent authorities thus avoiding the approval of state borrowing by voters required under the State Constitution. Pataki tripled the state debt. He also passed the strictest gun control legislation in the country after assuring sports men and gun owners (of which upstate New York has many) that he supported the Second Amendment. He also declined to oppose partial birth abortion. I knew Pataki had a lock on the New York Conservative Party nomination for Governor. In New York State, candidates run as the nominee of multiple Parties enjoying the cumulative total in the race. The Party has drifted far from the days when it supplied a counter-balance for the liberal Republican Party of Nelson Rockefeller and Jack Javits. I called Bill Buckley and he invited me to come by his Masionette for a chat. I chatted him up about what a disappointment his fellow Yalie Pataki had been and he whole-heartedly agreed. I suggested to Bill that it would be useful to write about his views on the Governor in the National Review or in his column and he wrote several scathing pieces on Pataki. When I included Buckley's accurate quotes in mailings to Conservative Party members and leaders I got an email complaint from Bill that the Conservative Party hierarchy was complaining, I said his comments were published in the public domain and were thus fair game for communication to others. "Right you are," responded Bill. "Come by for a drink when you are next in New York."