Your father bootlegged because he believed in booze, money and power. But he also believed that you help your own with those treasures accumulated. Growing up on the loss of your siblings to war, lobotomy, plan crash and assassinations your idea of your own expanded. Maybe it was the girl left in the drink. I don’t know. You were the go to man for the liberals for three decades. Like your rival Ron we always knew where you stood but trusted you would get a deal. Even your opponents in the Senate loved you. Perhaps it was because you listened. Perhaps it was because you had learned what it really is to be an American.
Don Arrup
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