Hounds of George

DJT = a big nothing, never has been or ever will be anything more than nothing. An entity devoid of mind, soul and spirit. He exist only to attempt to give meaning to his nothingness. His flails and wails, while disturbing, cannot add anything to DJT whatsoever. I choose to live for something. USA

A Sunday every year for 12 years I drove from a hunting camp near Troy Alabama to Plains Georgia for Sunday School with President Jimmy and Rosalyn. The first Sunday I asked to have my picture taken by Rosalyn-she smiled-he approved. The next 11 years both smiled and approved from memory. True Love.