Looking up, to understand my father you must first understand my grands.

My grandfathers served in WW1. One wrote his young wife the horrors of the trenches. One made it back. Real undiagnosed PTSD.

After JFK was murdered, his murderers set my father and his generation up. My father went to prison, framed by the C_A/mob.

This is yer American now, pussies.

I was raised by my enemies. I can name them. I can name them, still living.

Tjen DJT showed up. Gave you a peace outy,which you refused.

Bye