The Worst Year of My Life – The American Spectator

2023

This has been the worst year of my life. On July 4, our son, Tommy, died of a sudden and unexpected disease that took his life like a lightning streak. I loved that young man like a hurricane. I am still reeling. I would have done anything to keep him alive and close to his mother and me.

I miss him. My wife and I had great plans for his future and for the parts we would play in that precious span. Now there is no future for Tommy. We writhe and moan in his absence. We will never get over it. He had glory written all over him.

We will never stop the pain.

Earlier, our dear pal Aram Bakshian, exactly the same age as I was, died of pancreatic cancer. They say it’s a death sentence when the diagnosis comes in — and it was. I miss him desperately. We worked for Richard Nixon, The Peacemaker, together at the White House. He and John Coyne and I worked to give peace a chance. It had no chance.

On October 7, Phase Two of The Holocaust began in Israel. Just as in phase one, “The World” did nothing about it except to blame the Jews. Even now, as Eretz Israel struggles to defend itself, “The World” blames the Jews for trying to defend the Jewish people. It’s an old and horrible story. My wife and I pray for peace. But “The World” wants the peace of the grave for the Jews.

Why? My wife says it’s genetic and maybe it is. In the meantime, it’s horrible and it NEVER stops.

God help the USA, the only friend The Jews have ever had, and how I wish Mr. Nixon were still alive to save us.

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