Dear Old Friend,
It is with hope that I write you after these many years for help. I remember you as a staunch defender of human liberties. One who favored equality of individuals as yielding more value than the foolish equity of outcome schemes.
I remember someone with patriotism willing to fight, literally, so our nation's young could enjoy the basic human rights we've enjoyed in their future.
You were not an accuser blaming others as an oppressor. You didn't censor opinions you didn't agree with to prohibit the free exchange of ideas. You were a defender that empowered others to seek success as a liberator.
Has the good friend from my memory, who provided so much inspiration to others, become a figment of my imagination? How can we unite without you? We desperately need your voice, my dear old friend.
Speak out against the tyranny seeking to enslave us. Do not let those seeking to silence others silence you, too. Please, I'm begging, return to who you really are so we can yet again become a mighty force for good in the world.
Best Regards,
The Truth
P.S. Under threat of death from tyranny, I move often to survive. You can always find me at Convention of States.
