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I've been following Emanuel for some time now and hold him out as the only candidate I'd vote for. This essay should be enough in itself. I was born in August '47, when my Dad returned from Europe, where he was one of the Iron Men of Metz. I thought PTSD was normal, until I was about 40. He also came back with a shot up arm that permanently limited the movement of it, and a bullet that missed his heart by centimeters, deflected by a hand grenade on the grenade belt around his chest. Ironically, he was an excellent electrical engineer and spent much of his career working for Sperry-Rand. For anyone who needs a refresher or has not yet seen it, I encourage you to watch this ~25 minute video, if you want to see the war we're sitting on the knife edge of: helencaldicott.com

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