As I sit down to write, my mind tells me to do something else; anything but write. I’m exhausted, worried about our country, which is under attack by the socialists among us.
In 22 days, we will see the results of their efforts.
In 22 days, we will see how many Americans vote.
In 22 days, we will decide the fate of our grandchildren.
In 22 days, we will see what kind of government we have left for them.
In 22 days, we will make history, and our children will praise us or spit on our graves.
In 22 days….