Daddy’s Little Girl

In my mind there is a vague, foggy image of my Daddy in a hospital bed.  It was the last time I ever saw him.  He had just had surgery which removed his largnyx from throat cancer.  It was sad to see him lying there unable to do what he loved to do best…talk.  My father was not the best man.  He had a terrible disease it was alcholism along with some mental issues.  So most of his life he was pretty unstable and when he was drunk he was downright mean.  However, I was the youngest to come into the family of 8 children and so I was the lucky one.  He was never mean to me.  He taught me all the things I can still recall today.  Along with forcing my studies in academia, he also fostered my love of the arts.  He taught me about dancing, joking, and singing.  He taught me about movies especially the old time musicals.  I think to this day my being born somehow allowed him to make up for some of the awful things he did to my mother and my siblings.

He died on May 4, 1969 at the age of 60.  Not from the cancer that took away his voice, but from the pneumonia he caught after that surgery.  The actual memories are a bit foggy now since it happened 48 years ago today, but the memories of him are deeply imbedded into my subconscious and yes, even in my heart.  My brother, Tommy was more like an actual dad to me, moreso after my father passed away.  However, I cannot help but recall the many good things my father taught me and the one thing I am certain of is that he genuinely loved me.  He always made me feel like I could accomplish anything, be anyone.  He emphasized my need to understand what I read, to spell correctly and to do basic math.  He showed me fun ways to learn and he taught me a profound lesson in believing that everyone learns something new every single day they are alive.  Everytime I solve a jumble of words, it is my father’s face I see urging me to keep trying until I get it.  Whenever I see an old time musical film, it is his face and his actions that are sitting right there telling all about the songs, the music, the actors. In my own way, I miss him very much.  I don’t like all of the negative things I know about him nor do I ever totally forgive him for some of the things he did, but I now understand that it was not by choice but by his illnesses that caused his behaviour.  So yes, I love him as well.

I just didn’t want this day to go by without remembering the man I knew. The one who loved me, taught me so very much and who left an indelible mark upon my soul, my mind and my heart.  I truly hope he has found his peace in the afterlife and that after all this time all his trangressions are finally forgiven.  One day Daddy, I will write about all your crazy antics and allow that good part of you and the crazy part of you to share the same spotlight.

And That’s The Way I See It here in Brooklyn.

K

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Just Another Day

 

My mind reels with thoughts about life today.  Wondering if this is what everything has come to such as random, fleeting thoughts that almost feel dreamlike in their reality.

It’s raining outside and there is a sadness about me.  Thinking about all the things I dreamt of so long ago will ever come to pass.  Thinking that I want more out of life than I have been able to achieve so far.  My body stops me while my mind soars with all sorts of adventures.  If you haven’t been in my shoes you could never understand.  People either look at you with pity, accuse you of having self-pity or avoid you at all costs.  It is not a happy life but not an unpleasant one either.  I have nothing concrete to complain about do I? I am breathing, I can see, hear, smell, talk and think.  I can bear the pain of my body with prescription medication.  Yet, the sadness overwhelms even though I know this truth.  I am a practical shut-in.  Unable to muster the energy most days to even venture out onto the porch.  The winter weather is no help.  The rain falling is like the tears that fall within myself.  Hearing people say it could be worse, knowing they are right, still doesn’t abate the deep rooted sadness of believing my life is almost finished and I have yet to truly live the way I had thought I would be living at this stage of my life.

I often think, “What could I have done differently?”” How could I have prevented this dilibating illness?” I never arrive at the answer or the solutions. I blame my husband because he still goes to work everyday and I am so wrong to do that.  He has to work so that we can have the essentials needed to survive at the moment.  Yet, I have never learned to drive so because he is the one who drives me places, I always think, “if only”.  Selfish, I say to myself.  Those are selfish thoughts.  It is all my own fault not his.

My body struggles more and more each day to do the simple things like getting dressed. Most times I can barely wash my hands and face and brush my teeth. My upper body is now experiencing as much difficulty as my lower body has for the past five years.  Some days it hurts to raise my arms to brush my hair. I read this and say to myself, “Are you making excuses?”. I don’t know, maybe, but my emotional brain doesn’t think so.  I see it as a fact of MY life. Something I neither understand nor want to be, but nevertheless it is.  I have a deep desire to be different yet, when I try to do some of the things that were once done (often without a second thought) is now almost impossible. It isn’t that I don’t try, I try all the time.  I look around and see all the projects that I left undone for such a long time and tell myself, “Today I will accomplish at least one of them”, but I find that too often that doesn’t ever happen.  Once and a blue moon, like right now, I am at my computer typing away, yesterday I couldn’t even move my arm.  So, yes, I am so grateful for these days that even though I feel sadness, I can at the very least move to some extent.  The issue is that I have less and less of these days and even now I feel my body starting to reject the position I am in sitting here.  I expect that in an hour or so, I will be laid up again because I decided to try something that should be so easy for most people. If I have sinned in the past, than I believe I am now paying for whatever sins I committed.  So I can’t possibly feel sorry for myself, because I must deserve whatever deal I have been dealt.

When my granddaughter is around the pain doesn’t stop, but I seem to be able to push through it better.  I want to experience joy with her and I want her to feel like she can trust me to do things that she likes to do.  Somehow my mind overcomes my body’s woes and although I often collapse when she leaves, I at least have those hours with her where I can feel “almost normal”.   I suppose my selfishness wants more of those types of hours.  I hope one day that my wish to live better and grasp whatever I can from this life and keep it inside of me for the remainder of my days will arrive sooner than later.  For now, I will let this day pass as I have so many others.  I will stop thinking of what could have been and concentrate on what my life is now.  I will search for that ray of sunshine in the little things and realize that they are what really matters.  I will seek to use my idle times to do something good for others.  Perhaps having a “sad” day is good for my soul.  Perhaps having “happy” days all the time isn’t always a necessary part of life. I think just writing about how I feel today was good for me.  It helped me to see that even though the rain falls the sun is always just behind those clouds.

And that is The Way I See It here in Brooklyn.

K

 

Pushed into the “doughnut hole” until death overtakes me!

  • So Obamacare is imploding.  The American Care Act is proposed. Insurance companies have obviously secretly paid off the politicians and the Unions. We the patients aged 64 and above are pushed into a hole until we either go bankrupt or die, whichever comes first.

So I worked for more than thirty years.  Twenty-one years of my life I worked in a Union owned environment of Higher Education….a University staff member.  At the age of 60 I became disabled as a result of years of my body experiencing health issues, body structure breakdown and I suppose lousy genes.  Through no fault of my own my body could no longer withstand the simplest of tasks and since I always put my all into my work, I had to retire early at a reduced pension and take my “reduced by age” social security as a disabled American.  My spouse still works so my total income was such that any other assistance is not allowed.  It didn’t matter that with this scenario our bills stayed the same and we continue to struggle to pay them every month, barely getting by from paycheck to paycheck.  We never made enough money to have savings and when I became ill we exhausted our 401 contributions we had made in our jobs for more than twenty years.

We weren’t complaining though because we knew we were doing better than many others.  We could keep the roof over our heads and the food on our table.  We were able for a time to afford the doctor co-pays and the co-pays of our required medications.  That is until the regulations enacted by my health insurance coverage pushed me head first into a giant hole dug by the insurance companies that covered me.

Paying those Union dues every paycheck, contributing to social security for those 30 years and working my butt off all my life only counted for a short period of time.  The song by the Beatles that includes the line, “Will you still feed me, will you still need me when I’m 64?” became my mantra since the answers from my insurance coverage to maintain my existence was a loud resounding, no!  My prescriptions that keep my body moving to a minimum are no longer affordable since I was pushed into this hole. What once cost me $15 per prescription of three has now risen to $77 per prescription and I am prescribed to take 8 medications daily, some twice a day, others three times a day and others once a day.  I never even took the total on the days I could tolerate the pain that is constantly with me.  Other medications that assist my movement are not covered anymore since I was pushed into the Medicarerx (part D of Medicare) by the insurance company that made a deal with my Union to give them the cheapest premiums to cover their retirees.  As complicated as this sounds the bottom line is the seniors who are not wealthy can now go straight to hell inside the government’s and insurance company’s and Union’s paid for “doughnut hole”  or “Drug tier gap” so the Insurance company CEO’s and their government cronies can get richer.  The funny part is that I never asked for a hand out ever.  Anything I now have is not an entitlement it all was earned by the contribution of my backbone and portions of my salary.  Everything I write about this will probably fall on deaf ears anyway cause until you walk in my shoes you will not care, but I am gonna tell it anyway.

I don’t believe in Universal Healthcare.  That similar system is run in other countries around the world and from personal accounts from people I know and love, I am told they cannot see a doctor most times for months, their medications are provided sparsely and not conveniently, needed lab tests have waiting periods up to a year. So why would anyone willingly choose that for their lives?  Our Medicaid, Medicare, Food Stamp and Prescription Drug programs all seem to be suffering because they are covering far too many people that the economists predicted.  The only solution I see for that problem is to remove all undocumented people from receiving the assistance needed by Americans who were either born disabled or worked their whole lives before becoming disabled and give it back to the system that is suffering.  Provide that needed revenue and put it into programs that cover health insurance for every Veteran in the USA. If that was done, I would do without to give back to them what they sacrificed for us, but that isn’t what is going on in our country. Instead all of us are suffering and paying for the greed, corruption and mismanagement in the Insurance agencies and in the Obamacare act in our government today.

In a  REAL American Health Care Act the following is what it should include:

  • Total coverage for pre-existing conditions by all health insurance companies
  • comprehensive, high value long term care coverage for severely ill Americans and American seniors
  • prescription drug coverage without drug tiers for “common” illnesses as diagnosed and prescribed by physicians
  • Fair and equitable insurance premiums available to all Americans across every state in the country
  • Medicaid availability for all poverty level Americans
  • Medicare for all Social Security American recipients including doctor visits with or without specialties, labs tests, fair priced prescription drugs and long term care for the chronically ill with complete coverage including Nursing care facilities
  • Preventive medicine and holistic care access for all Americans who choose it (not mandated by insurance companies)
  • Health Savings Plans accessible to all Americans who want it and can afford it from salary deductions (not mandated by businesses and government)
  • Available health insurance coverage for the homeless
  • Health Insurance coverage for all Veterans of the US Military provided outside of the VA hospitals currently run through the government , but not exclusive of

These are the highlights of a Real American Health Care Act.  These highlighted proposals are the ones that fulfill the needs of Americans over the needs of the CEOs of the Insurance Companies.  These simple, explicit points are what we the people should be sending to our government representatives. This REAL American Health Care Act will take care of the American people far better than the current proposal of the AHCA and far, far better than Obamacare has and would. Let’s talk to the President, the VP, the House and the Congress by copying these points onto a piece of paper and mailing it to each and everyone of them.  Let the voices of the American people shout loud and proud that these are these are the  things we need and want when we are 64!

And that is The Way I See It here in Brooklyn.

K

My Broken Record

I just cannot understand how the message that President Trump is giving to the country gets so twisted and misunderstood out of pure hatred for the man himself.

Why is it so hard for people to understand how different and changed the world has become since the growth of terrorism worldwide?  The threat from people who hate America and want to undermine her economically as well as her ideology is real and is played out the world over.

All immigrants and refugees are welcome to come here after there is proof they want to be here and will assimilate.  This policy has been relaxed over the past decade and is the root cause of all the terrible issues and arguments presently being played out in our current political environment. Immigrants and refugees come here and expect consistent hand outs while not having any intention of spending the money they receive in our economy, but instead send our money back to their own country of origin.  Those who get jobs do the same thing.  Americans are suffering from unemployment, lay offs and no offers of pension options in their own country. More and more illegals and non citizens are getting their jobs because they will work for lower wages and no benefits. This is not the way America will survive.  Immigrants and refugees who assimilate and contribute to the American way of life and its’ economy are more than welcome with open arms, an initial helping hand and the red carpet treatment because they will become a fellow American.  However, I see more and more non assimilation than ever before in my history in this land. I walk down a Main Avenue in any street in my state of New York and I am lucky to be able to read one name of a store because it is not written in English.  When I walk into the store to see what they sell, the people working the store have no idea what I am saying because they don’t understand English and I don’t understand their language  because I live here all my life and only understand English.  How can this make a better America?  How long will it be before so many of these non assimilating, non English speaking neighborhoods totally destroy the common bond that we all need to feel connected under one flag?  What happened to the pride we need to have in our country in order to have it prosper?

It is my belief that President Trump recognizes these issues.  I believe that he believes America needs to help Americans from whatever country they come from as long as they truly want to be an American.  He has enormous responsibilities on his plate as did all former Presidents.  He decided that despite his political weaknesses and despite the obstacles he knows exists, he would still take on this important position in order to get America back on course.  This is why he said,”Put America First and make her great again”.  As an American I cannot understand my fellow Americans in both my circle of family and friends who do not see this very important point.  You do not have to like a man in order to respect the office he represents.  One thing has nothing to do with the other.

It will take time to reverse the path that was slowly killing America.  Much like a debilitating disease that eats away at the body slowly, draining America of all she is, all she has and all she can offer is the same.  The current Administration has been challenged with righting the wrong that has been done and it needs the time, the space and the learning (as they go) experience to get it done.  This current administration is simply not part of the status quo.  They are not fully politically connected nor should they have to be.

The Democratic Party is deliberately hindering the governing of our country out of personal hatred for the current Administration. I do not recall this level of hated disruptions of this caliber when the Republicans who hated President Obama were attending session hearings and voting on an Administrative cabinet.  They are doing a horrendous dissservice to the American people.  They are adding to the animosity already brewing in our country.  They are increasing the bias and hate felt by so many misguided and even evil countrymen.  They are fueling a fight that should never be fueled.  Instead of putting aside their personal feelings of hate and their sore losing attitudes becausec a democrat did not take President Obama’s place is sickening to watch.  All it is doing for me is honing my patriotic heart in favor of a more United, fair, and realistic stance on the future of America.  The policies they are protesting and preaching are some of the same ones I myself believe,  but they are taking those sane policies and leading them so far left that it is a total distortion of what everyday folks want this country to be and President Trump understands this.  He understands that we want inclusion so that every individual American can live as they wish and practice as they wish.  He understand that every American needs jobs that are fair and plentiful.  He understands that our environment needs to be watched and taken care of so no harm comes to our air, land and water.  He understands that people who hate us need to be found out before they come into our country.  He understands that women need to have choice in their individual lives, fair pay and equal opportunities.  He understands we are a diverse race of people and our diversity needs to be fair equally and without prejudice. He knows our Veterans and law enforcement needs to be honored, respected, supported and protected when injured.    He may not have the power to make all these things come to be, but he has the inner will to promote those American ideals. He cannot begin this work to promote and initiate these ideals if the political system he must work with is undermining everything he is attempting to do with political BS.  In order to change the way the politicians run in our country he needs to revise, review, research and enact proposals of change.  If he is not allowed to do these things by the democratic left America will not survive.

The Congress men and women and the Senators need to be putting their energy, arguments and knowledge to the things that impact the constituents.  Environmental protections, health issues, veteran and military protections, jobs, rights of all CITIZENS, and all other legislative actions that will make a beneficial change that is so sorely needed in every aspect.  Stop wasting their time in petty arguments to prove they hate the President,  they are not paid to do that.  Stop fighting for non citizen refugees and undocumented aliens and instead put their work day into proposals, bills and laws that support their arguments to enact these things.  Get back to work Representatives on the business at hand : the lives of American Citizens!

 

And that is The Way I See It here in Brooklyn.

K

Running Scared

So let me start by asking each of you a question.  Remember when you started a new job? Maybe you remember getting laid off from a job and having to start over?  Maybe you just made a choice to start over in a brand new field, doing something you have never done before?  If you can remember any one of those scenarios, you will understand my reaction to the Senate hearings for the chosen candidates in the President-elect’s cabinet.  You know what I hear listening to the politicians questioning the non-polictical candidates?  Condescending attitudes screaming at me from their benches.  For me all they care about is keeping the status quo.  Sure they know all the rules and regulations that have been put into place on the Federal level.  Sure they have read everything about those rules, but they also haven’t been doing a very good job of keeping the country in check and balances.  Most of them have been doing the same job for years.  Many have no idea what their latest constituents think or feel.  Everything is beaucratic and red tape for every little dollar spent by the states.  The current political system of representatives just keep pushing the paper and expecting the entire nation to follow the rules according to what is already written.  Well I think Mr. Trump was elected because he listened to many Americans who are screaming for years that the rules that are written aren’t working!

And so the trouble begins.  The current politicians are giving such a hard time to the newcomers.  They are putting them on the hot seat during these sessions expecting these entry level candidates to be as well read into the book of rules as they are.  Why?  Isn’t an entry level position in an Administration just like any other entry level position?  With the chosen candidates comes a chance for new ideas, new visions, new revisions.  With their entry level positions on the Federal Administration level comes a chance for true change of the current political system and the rule books.  With it comes an opportunity for the country to change the status quo and the chance to fix what has been broken in the beaucratic burdens placed on states and institutions for decades.  This is the revolution of America and it is being led by  a person without a political apron string attached.  It is a chance to give people who are innovative, strong and patriotic the opportunity to take on a position, unfamiliar to them and change the way the Federal government has done things.

The current politicians know this very well.  They are running scared that perhaps after years of complacency and reading from their rule books they may need to get up and out and fix what they have broken with their “rules set in stone”.   I hear it in their voices when they question the candidates, I see it in their faces when they smirk.  Should ALL the rules and regulations be changed..HELL NO. There are some great laws in place today that give people the power to choose, the power to be who they are and not be discriminated against.  I think that Mr. Trump and the chosen candidates understand that and wouldn’t want to inflict any harm by undoing those great rules.  However, there are so many other rules and regulations that have to do with spending, taxes, Education of the masses, and even health that need to be revised.  There are rules in place right now about much of what makes it easy for the systems to be cheated and fraudelent.  Mr. Trump himself should know that because he was a entrepreneur in business who used many of them, like other folks too, because they were allowed to use them.  Morally, he should not have, but legistically they have all done it including those sitting on that bench during the confirmation hearings.

Perhaps these new entry level folks know it, too and that is the very reason they accepted the candidacy from Mr. Trump because they want those rules to change.  They want to start over.  They want to revise, fix, and inject new ideas and visions into the current rule books.  Just like a person either starting out on a new job or perhaps starting over a career in a new job they need to have time to learn what the rules are, what they actually mean and what can be done to them to make them better and perhaps different so they benefit every American from every walk of life in every field.  Sitting on a hot seat in a hearing room with condescending attitudes will not make me judge them on their merits or on their knowledge.  All it does is infuse my need for revolutionary changes that will make this country better, stronger and prouder.   I am banking on the newcomers to do just that.  I am hoping they learn, they fix, they revolutionize the way politics work on the Federal level. My hope is on a future for America set into motion by the election of Donald J. Trump and the people he has chosen to help him do just that.

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the world

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight
Mine is the morning
Born of the one light Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise ev’ry morning
God’s recreation of the new day

Morning has broken

Author: Eleanor Farjeon Sung by: Cat Stevens

(Although the hymn is akin with religious beliefs,  I see its implication being applied to all those with hope).

And that is the Way I See It here in Brooklyn.

K

Merry Christmas Happy New Year!

 

Here it is 2016 and another holiday is upon us.  The years seem to fly by so quickly now.  I can remember when it seemed eons before Christmas came around again.  The anticipation of the aroma in the air, the gifts under the tree, the pilgrimage to Church and the family gatherings around delicious food and desserts.  The feeling of belonging to a community whether you had family or not was so pronounced at Christmas.  It was as if the world stood still while we celebrated.  The culmination of it all would happen on New Year’s Eve when everyone celebrated just being alive for at least one more year.

Many people, myself included at times, can become very blue during this season, and I wish that wasn’t so because it is a happy time.  A time to celebrate peace, love and joy that is all around us if we just look for it.  Just being a part of this great world of ours is a reason to pause and say thank you.  Christians, like myself, are happy because of the birth of Jesus Christ.  He is our Saviour and our Lord.  Many people of other religions celebrate something similar on their Holy Days and that tells me that we are in one way and another all connected.  Not only do we share our human similarities, but we also share our faiths, we just acknowledge and practice them in different ways.  Even atheists celebrate something probably nature itself if not a God.

So my fervent wish during this holiday season is that every person follow a dream, stop and realize what they do have and not what they don’t.  Be glad that they are alive.  Be happy that hope is always around the corner and we just have to look there to find it.  My wish includes a hope that everyone celebrates and partys with joy in their hearts. Living for the moments we have and sharing that joy with others in anyway possible for them.  My wish is that everyone have a MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR.

And that is the way I see it here in Brooklyn.

I won’t apologize

It is the weekend of September 11, 2016.  Fifteen years since America’s last major attack on one of its’ major cities.  So many innocent people died that day.  So many innocent people were injured that day.  So many innocent people remain ill and many are dying because of that day.  Our President elect during that time has been accused of mishandling the action taken to combat the evil that exists in the part of the world that attacked us. I am not among those who would know the truth about the reason he chose the action he did and I try not to judge others, instead choosing to believe in the good of all mankind.  Don’t get me wrong, I also see evil in the world and the people who are the epitamy of that evil.

Many people have chosen to see the attack and its aftermath as a devious plot on the American side.  They have chosen to blame America for its own attack. Some of these people are my friends, some are strangers to me. Well I don’t believe that conspiracy.  In my heart I know it was evil that attacked America that day.  I know that they chose the World Trade Center because it was the financial hub of the entire country.  We are a capitalist country and those who are evil, the ones who hate our way of life, chose that target with one idea to ruin our country economically.  They hoped to destroy us from within by destroying our financial pulse.  They knocked us down for a little bit as the following years showed, but they didn’t destroy us nor did they win in any sense of the word.  They didn’t think we had the committment to keep our country strong, but they were wrong.

Now I am surround by people who are hurting America from within.  They have been blinded either by fear and/or frustration. Once more, they blame America for their personal problems.  People are people and given the freedoms they have here to keep their own languages, to keep their own cultures, to keep their own religions they are managing to cause more problems instead of solving the ones we face everyday.  The fear and stubborness of so many Americans and the immigrants that live here are at the core of our current issues.  We are forgetting that we are ONE COUNTRY, ONE NATION.  If one part of us gets hurt we all get hurt, but if we don’t fix those hurts we will destroy the entire body.  There is so much more good than bad in America.  We are losing sight of that fact.  Everyone seems to have gotten the idea that one race is better than the other.  That one class of people is better than the other class of people.  That isn’t why America was founded.  That is so far from what America truly is.  Are we fallible? Yes! But only from our own citizens.  It is time to put away the hate.  It is time to get out of our own selfishness and realize that only UNITED we will face future attacks from evil beings.  That all the people who sacrificed in the past for us to have our freedoms believed it was to keep us UNITED.  “Biting the hand that feeds you” is detrimental to your own survival.   Americans should know this.
Too many since the beginning of our birth have sacrificed to get us through some of the worst times in history.  The point is we did get through.  The point is we should want to be better by now.  I believe with all my being that people who hate America and live in America should leave America.  Many of those whom shout the loudest about how awful we are as a country are the ones who have benefitted most from what this wonderful country has offered them.  They should really find somewhere else better suited to their ideals because if they all left we would probably have lots more room for the refugees who need a new country, who want a new country, who will become citizens who appreciate their new country as our ancestors did before us.

We are currently in the middle of a Presidential election year.  Before us are two people with very different ideas about the direction our country should take.  We have to elect one of them to be the face of us, to show their leadership of the greatest country in the world.  For me neither one has the qualifications to do this.  One is corrupt, the other acts like an idiot.  However, no matter what I personally think, one of them is definetely going to be elected.  All I can do is pray that the right one gets into office and proves their worth.  All I can do is hope they realize what a great country America truly is and how her people, her ideals, her future is worth every effort on their part to protect her.  These issues that are within our own borders  in today’s world are solvable issues.  The issues that face us outside our borders are far less likely to be solved.  Whatever the future holds, whatever fate has in store for us, we need to face it together united in the respect of our country, united in the responsibility we each have to make us worthy of being the beacon of light to all those who are persecuted throughout the world.  This can only be accomplished if we are united as Americans.  The families of the innocent people who died and were injured on September 11, 2001 deserve to know that they didn’t sacrifice for nothing.  We owe it to all those from the Revolutionary War to the Iraq War who fought for America that we can keep their legacy alive and keep America beautiful. With this comes the responsibility to keep the evil and the haters out of American borders whether they come from the North, South, East or West.  Makes no difference if they hate America they shouldn’t live here.  We can only survive as a nation if we have pride in our country.  We can only survive as a people if we learn to live together as one people..American people.

So no I won’t apologize for loving this country.  I won’t apologize for loving all people of every race and every class.  I won’t apologize for loving the animals that roam the earth and the lands that provide us with beauty and survival.  I won’t apologize for believing as I do and for stating it for the world to see.  I won’t apologize because I have nothing to apologize for being an American.  If I have one thing to leave to my chldren and grandchildren I hope I leave them the pride I have in America and the belief that we are privileged to live here.

And that is the way I see it, here in Brooklyn.

K