Posted on 04/05/2010 8:54:20 AM PDT by ventanax5
Late on a spring afternoon last year, my wife, Cheri, and I went to watch our eight-year-old son, Brody, play in the last baseball game of the season. Out on the field was the man who had once promised me the brightest future I could imagine and then abandoned me to national disgrace. He was hiding behind his sunglasses, talking to his son, Jack. Cheri and I sat alone, ignored, as the other parents chatted. Jack and his sister, Emma Claire, who used to play with our kids, looked at us with confusion in their eyes, and we overheard one of the mothers in the crowd whisper something about "the Youngs". When the game ended, my old friend, boss and mentor walked the long way to his car so he could avoid us. It was the last time I would see John Edwards.
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All democrats are thieves by nature. There is no honor among thieves.
BTW, Allowing the bastard to make Mr. Young claim the Edward's bastard as Young's bastard kinda makes Young a bastard. BTW, the trollop in the case is also kind of a bastard, too. And so was Mrs. Edwards I. That makes 4 or 5 bastards, when the story began with one bastard.
I guess this is what the Democrats mean by "creating jobs?"
I visited Chapel Hill this weekend and we were lookingat places to eat. I was told that several were near the old Edwards Campaign HQ and closed more than once because of bomb threats to the Edwards HQ.
It moved because it became so unpopular
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