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Molly’s Momma 5.0 out of 5 stars 


Reviewed on December 28, 2020 Verified Purchase

I just finished this outstanding multi-generational saga and I can’t begin to express how I feel right now. The language, the imagery, the historical accuracy about the largely unknown fate of the persecuted Irish Catholics in the sixteenth through nineteenth centuries, the universality of human struggles with revenge and religious beliefs—what a stunning and life-changing piece of literature. I could compare this story to the Poldark series in some ways, but in other ways it made me feel like The Thorn Birds and even North and South a little bit? Everyone should read this! How have I waited so long to find this book and this author!

And if it is not your world, not the world you want for your children and grandchildren, are you going to just sit back and ACCEPT THE SUBVERSION OF AMERICA? Because that is what it is happening.

What does subversion mean?

  1. to overthrow (something established or existing)
  2. to cause the downfall, ruin, or destruction of.
  3. to undermine the principles of; corrupt.

Make no mistake. America is being SUBVERTED by the senseless with a specific plan — not to make a unified America as they would have us believe, but to literally tear us apart.

Today, when I see all that has changed in such a short time in my beautiful America, I want to scream, “This is not my world!”

When I see her borders non-existent, and thousands and thousands of illegals entering, bringing murderous drugs and the deplorable human sex slave business with them, I am appalled. When I see my country’s thought processes and laws being destroyed, when I see the politicians in charge talking out of two sides of their mouths, when I hear no praise for those who love our country, but only a seeming disgust for America, I am, myself, disgusted. More than that, I am saddened to the point of tears when I see our ‘former’ freedom of speech trampled, our right to bear arms at risk, the lack of respect for life, the awful attempt to destroy the history of an intelligent America with the stupidity of ‘cancel-culture.’

I am sickened at this kind of ‘thinking.’ It’s as if the brains of our present leaders have disappeared. The very idea of critical race theory replacing genuine critical thinking in schools is more than brainless, it is unjust, and just one more attempt to ‘kill’ those American standards that have made us the greatest country in the world. Instead, children are taught to hate each rather than to get along with those who are different from them. I am sickened at the devilish plan of some leaders to make us believe we are all victims, and to ‘keep us in such fear’ that we seem to have lost our gumption completely, until American citizens are looking less like strong men and women, and more like wet noodles who couldn’t stand if they wanted to. Oh, don’t worry about your children’s individual educations, they seem to say, because WE, not you, know what’s best for them. Of course, if you want to worry whether your child–a child!–harbors a desire to be a girl when he was born a boy, or a boy, when he was born a girl–that’s an okay worry. Insanity!

I know that there are presently people who are working hard to stand up for America, her citizens, and her families. BUT so far, it seems that no matter what they do, they are over-powered by those concerned only with their own greed. Do the greedy not realize the miserable future they will be leaving to our American children and grandchildren?

America is at great risk. We are at great risk. Our children and grandchildren are at great risk. In fact, we are betraying those children!

If this is not your world. If this is not the world you want to live in, then We MUST take back our country before America, and every God-fearing American of today and tomorrow, is totally destroyed, and we can only WISH WE HAD DONE SO.




Izzy Collier runs the Food Bank in a town called Faithful, on the banks of the Suwannee River. She is the least amicable of two daughters in a frustrating family; all, keeping secrets of betrayal. Her parents are at odds with both daughters, and with each other. Her sister, always  Izzy’s competition, is an unstable former beauty queen, the wife of a philanderer, and the mother of four. Now, their ninety-four year-old grandmother sees her dead husband’s ghost, accompanied by a strange little girl. At the same time, Izzy’s husband, a defense lawyer, is being forced by his boss to effect the acquittal of a teenager accused of the rape and murder of a child. When Izzy starts to see her deceased grandfather and the little girl, too, she questions her sanity. What if the little girl ghost is the murdered child? But then, why would she be with Izzy’s grandfather?  Are the ghosts after revenge, justice, or something greater?


The River and Carroll O’Murphy

When I was dying, my wife kissed my forehead as the moonlight dwindled. There were tears in her eyes, and I knew the tears were for both of us when she said to me, “Carroll O’Murphy, I will never forgive you.” And I said to her, “Well, I will never rest in peace until you do.”

And so regrets flash before my eyes, just as I’d heard they would.  Through a window, the days of my life wash over me like the river coursing beyond the pane. The minutes, the days, the years, whisper to me in a breeze that rises and falls, rippling like the wings of an angel, or the soiled pages of a baby’s book, turned by its mother’s trembling hand.

As a young man, the river and I, its faithful rider, traveled as one. Always, it was a persona greater than I, a much older, yet stern friend who called me to task, for our way south was a hard one, a way of mystery, and sometimes heartlessness.

From the Okefenokee Swamp in Georgia, across the Florida panhandle with its auburn knees of prehistoric cypress, the river and I fingered like mist through the wild woods until we grew darker and darker. Below multi-colored canopies, we skirted the trunks of Live Oaks, their blackened roots rising like fences to stop us. We did not stop. We pushed forward until an escaping ray of  light  fell upon us and swirled in lemon-colored shapes like the billowing dress of a little girl dancing; a promise that we would find our destination.

The river and I knew what we wanted. Other fickle rivers and riders surged into us, troubled us, and attempted to shift us from our course. We swallowed them. We reached the steadfastness of the Gulf. There, the river rushed ahead, changing itself from drab to crystal green, cobalt, and purple. And I remained behind to live my own destiny.

This was during the Great Depression of the 1930’s, when the few who settled here weren’t able to find a dime. Except the river had given me confidence, taught me courage, and enough cunning to conquer any dam that blocked my way.

So, I created a town and called it, Faithful, for the river’s loyalty. I discovered more riches than I could spend in a lifetime. And yet, I lost a lifetime of love.

The death of one’s child by his own hand will pulverize a man who has no angels to hold him.

Quo Vadis America???

Posted: April 24, 2021 in World On The Edge








OUR PURPOSE in fighting the American Revolution was in order to govern ourselves and get rid of British rule. With courage, and by the grace of God, that came to pass. But today, we are in the midst of another revolution, run by the Democrat Party in conjunction with the Communist-led Black Lives Matter organization, a threatening social media, a less than honest news media, big business extortion, and the Socialistic ideas of many in Congress . I ask you: What is THEIR PURPOSE? Of course, you already know what it is: to drastically change America with their own loathsome Un-American revolution.

So, here is their revolution as we see it today. Violence for the sake of violence. The destruction of everything in the past, no matter how dearly fought for or holy it may be to those who love America. The destruction of our children by keeping them out of schools, by forcing critical race theory down their throats, by watering down and confusing them with the difference between girls and boys, men and women. The casual destruction of the unborn. The destruction of our police by intimidation. The destruction of our right to bear arms in order to make us defenseless in our own communities. The destruction of our Freedom of Speech. The destruction of our Religious Freedom. The destruction of our very borders! Ninety percent of drugs come through our Southwest border, killing many Americans, and yet the Democrats in control will not stop it. Precious children are carried across the border by the drug cartels that abuse them. Dangerous gang members are let loose to carry murderous violence throughout America.

But all of that seems to suit the Democrats and their cronies.

One wonders about the IQ of those in this administration. Can they not see the drastic results of their actions? Or do they simply not care that their mindset of greed and power is not only cancelling the rule of law in America, but America herself.

America was founded on two principles. (1) the dignity of Man, and (2) that all rights and liberties come to us from God, our Creator, and cannot be taken away. They do not come from the will of the majority; if so, they could be taken away. The intent of our founders is based on the self evidence that the Creator has endowed each of us with certain unalienable rights. Today, we are experiencing the opposite of what was intended. We are experiencing a way of terror and violence by an administration set on destroying the America we know. Why? I’m sure you can answer that question in one word: POWER. The hunger for power by the Democrat Party.

“The Party seeks power entirely for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, pure power. What pure power means you will understand presently. We are different from the oligarchies of the past in that we know what we are doing. All the others, even those who resembled ourselves, were cowards and hypocrites. The German Nazis and the Russian Communists came very close to us in their methods, but they never had the courage to recognize their own motives. They pretended, perhaps they even believed, that they had seized power unwillingly and for a limited time, and that just around the corner there lay a paradise where human beings would be free and equal. We are not like that. We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it. Power is not a means; it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution in order to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power. Now you begin to understand me.”― George Orwell, 1984

We are going through an crucial crisis today, far from our former purpose for America. This is truly a REVOLUTION FOR POWER. America will either survive, or she will not. It’s up to us. We have to choose.

The new violence that is sweeping our nation and culture today has been created by the leaders of a greedy, power-hungry elite. Using a dominant minority, always within the context of an erroneous label of systemic racism, the Democrats make a lot of noise and use violence and terror to force their will on others. But they are without a program to benefit America. They allow the destruction and looting of American businesses and homes, then hypocritically shift the blame for their own terrorism to the police. They will do anything to enforce their will, not the will of the people– and they, not the American people, are the ones who are profiting from their arrogant policies. America herself is being subjugated by elitist snobs.

These political elitists do not even consider God. They insist that their will, and only their will, be done. And their will is to demolish order, law, ethics, and religion, until our civilization is in decay. Can we get out of it?

NOT UNLESS WE SPEAK UP. Not unless we challenge their intimidating words and actions as being false. Not unless we have the moral and spiritual courage to stand by our beliefs and fight for our country as American patriots have always done.

Catholic Archbishop Fulton Sheen in the 1960s compared the Patriotic Revolution of America’s founding to the revolution of his day. It’s nearly prophetic, listening to him talk about the violence in the streets, protestors wanting to destroy America’s past, and calling for the downfall of America’s institutions and police.

Listen and learn what happens when known EVIL is propagandized as ‘GOOD.’

Translating a World on the Edge

Because we are created as human beings with free will who live a world of infinite possibilities, people often disagree when addressing important moral and ethical issues. For some questions, there just doesn’t seem to be a right or wrong answer. And in some situations, there seems to be several right answers.

Life isn’t black and white. It’s a million gray areas, don’t you find?–Ridley Scott

So whatabout the grey areas in our lives?

Well, I’m a writer, so the grey areas are a favorite theme of mine, but those themes are always set against an absolute truth. Years ago, when I was an Art major at Spring Hill College,I considered the shadowing color Grey–not only as it appears in Art, but in life. Now, as a writer, I see it thisway: In my characters–and in life itself– there are always two extreme actions: Absolute Good, which comes from God…

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Posted: March 25, 2021 in World On The Edge


The Magnificat

My soul magnifies the Lord
And my spirit rejoices in God my Savior;
Because He has regarded the lowliness of His handmaid;
For behold, henceforth all generations shall call me blessed;
Because He who is mighty has done great things for me,
and holy is His name;
And His mercy is from generation to generation
on those who fear Him.
He has shown might with His arm,
He has scattered the proud in the conceit of their heart.
He has put down the mighty from their thrones,
and has exalted the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich He has sent away empty.
He has given help to Israel, his servant, mindful of His mercy
Even as he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his posterity forever.

The Magnificat, taken from Luke’s Gospel (1:46-55), is the Blessed Virgin Mary’s hymn of praise to the Lord. The words are a proclamation of the Lord’s greatness with characteristic humility and grace. It is also known as the Canticle of Mary in the Liturgy of the Hours, a special collection of scripture readings, psalms, and hymns that constitute what is known as the prayer of the church. (Priests and other religious are required to pray sections from the Liturgy of the Hours each day.)

Although the Magnificat has had numerous musical settings from such composers as Palestrina, Bach and Mozart, it can be recited as well as sung. Its name comes from the first line of its text in Latin (“Magnificat anima mea Dominum”) translated in the first line of the prayer.

For a moment, put yourself in her position. When Mary was asked to be that vessel by a messenger from God, what would she have thought–“Am I going crazy? Do I really see an angel? Am I dreaming?” She was engaged to be married. How would Joseph react if she turned up pregnant? He had the right to have her stoned. But there was something in her, a grace given by God that allowed her to trust that the angel was His messenger. She didn’t ask for proof that she would become the mother of the Redeemer. Her only question was, “How?” Because she believed in God, and most importantly, she believed that He loved her, and she allowed Him to do so. She made the decision to surrender her life to Him.


Surrender is the opening move for each one of us, but for most of us, it’s hard. No matter what our personality is, we each have an instilled desire to control our own life. Why is that? Why do we feel we have to be in complete charge of every aspect of our lives? Why are we so afraid to give up control and surrender ourselves and our problems totally to the will of God?

It may be that we don’t believe, as Mary did, that He loves us—-really and personally loves each one of us. And if we don’t first believe that He’s madly in love with us, then there’s no way we’ll surrender or trust Him.Stop a minute and think about it. The person I trust most in the world is the person who loves me, who wants only the best for me, and would lay down his life for me if he had to. If I believe that Almighty God loves me—-and he does–then why shouldn’t I trust Him enough to surrender my fears and worries, all my heart breaks, my illnesses, my lack of self confidence–in fact, everything that bothers or upsets me?

When we give up control of our life in favor of God’s plan–done His way, not ours–then we enter onto that road called Trust. And what does Trust in God prove? It proves His faithfulness. I can certainly say that I’ve seen His faithfulness in my own life. And if you look upon your circumstances, whatever they are, with spiritual eyes, I’m sure you can see it, too. Mary saw it and it caused her to make a decision. It caused her to say: “I am the handmaid of the Lord. Let it be done to me according to thy will.”


Posted: March 16, 2021 in World On The Edge

Today, to be honest, I sometimes wonder which country I’m living in. On every day that passes, the United States of America is looking less and less like the beautiful country I love. Less and less like the “land of the free,’ and the “home of the brave.” Less and less like a country built on families and proud of itself, and more like a country controlled and oppressed by people who have no common sense. Where did these people come from? Why have we given them authority over us?

Real American Freedom and Courage are fading from view like the sun fades before a violent storm. And we, patriotic Americans, are in danger of losing our nation altogether, to the power, greed, and licentious depravity of those who have taken over, those who will destroy all that is good and true.

Before this election—and despite Covid–our America was on an upward move, climbing toward the mountain crest, both economically and spiritually.  Today, everything that was done to raise us as a country is being crushed. Why? Can you think of one good reason? I cannot. It all boils down to bad reasoning and personal selfishness, not care for America and all that has made her great.

I shake my head at the Cancel Culture censoring and banning of historical and literary figures. What in the world is wrong with Dr. Seuss? Or Shakespeare? Or Mr. Potato Head?  Why ban any of them? Good grief! These people are twisting everything out of joint.

I am sickened by what is becoming of our schools, of our borders (we have none); of the attempt to re-create ourselves from woman to man, or man to woman, as if a human being has more sense than God. And worse: that a God-created human baby can be destroyed because of an individual’s so-called right to kill it even as the child is being born! How evil we are becoming! When I hear or read so many soupy reminders of ‘being kind to each other’ set out by those who rally for abortion, it nauseates me.

No good, and no reward, will come from our lack of courage in opposing this new administration and its un-American policies, of which I’ve mentioned only a few. Allowing the rise of China, the attempt to annihilate our recent leadership as a country in the production of oil, and the loss of guaranteed civil rights and liberties to the individual—like freedom of speech, press, and religion–are a few more, but there are many other horrific things going on. The sad thing is that not everyone even knows about them. Few news media will cover the TRUTH, so how do we get it?

We are battled-tired from Covid, and afraid of losing our livelihoods if we speak out, or say something they consider politically incorrect or does not coincide with their Newspeak. (1984, by George Orwell.) Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? In the end we shall make thought crime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it. – George Orwell


Yet there is TRUTH. And there are LIES. Now seems to be the time for LIES. Expect no reward, only loss, if you swallow those Lies.

So, is this where we are now?

Aesop’s Fable of The Wolf and the Crane

A Wolf who had a bone stuck in his throat hired a Crane, for a large sum, to put her head into his mouth and draw out the bone. When the Crane had extracted the bone and demanded the promised payment, the Wolf, grinning and grinding his teeth, exclaimed: “Why, you have surely already had a sufficient recompense, in having been permitted to draw out your head in safety from the mouth and jaws of a wolf.”

Moral: In serving the wicked, expect no reward.

Today in America, some of us feel uneasy about our life. We see the so-called ‘cancel culture’ movement biting away at our mores and manners, our literature and history, our principles and even our God.

We see our leaders encouraging open borders, allowing our country to be overrun with illegal aliens–and worse, the innocent children of those illegal aliens being treated as political tools, not as children of God.

We see the attempt to demolish even our gender –a man is not a man, a woman is not a woman– even though God Almighty created them as such.

We see businesses closed, gas prices running higher and higher, entire job segments being lost. We see a hypocritical governing body acting as the worst bully we’ve ever come across.

We see an adolescent-acting president, speaker and their cronies (though all are well past the age of adolescence) attempting to ruin the very soul of America and to re-frame our country’s Constitution, as well as to re-frame conservative American people in the worst possible light.

We see our ANCHORS being removed.

And we are afraid. We may feel that life in America has become an unending storm for us, and that we have no control over where the water and wind will take us.

Uncertainty is downright scary when we do not notice the anchors in our life. Of course, anchors in the form of other people are available. If we haven’t made use of them, why not?

We must begin with strengthening ourselves, because in the long-run we are responsible for our personal actions in any situation.

Maybe self-pride has taken us over, and we consider only “our way,” until “our way” doesn’t work.

Maybe we have alienated family or friends through petty disagreements neither will forgive.

Maybe there are habits we have that we know are wrong, but we keep them up anyway, feeling guilty.

All these situations cause uncertainty, and are common to everyone at one time or another. But without an anchor, they can become unbearable, until we feel the words, You Are Loved, do not apply to us.

But hear this:

When you pass through the waters,
I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze.
–Isaiah 43:2

These words are about the life-saving anchor we can all have in life–if we choose to grab onto it. The words do not mean that there are not horrible attempts to change our country for the worst, or that we will have no storms in our life, but that when we do, God’s anchor is available–many times through other human beings, especially those we are close to.

The anchor, because of the great importance in navigation, was regarded in ancient times as a symbol of safety. The Christians, therefore, in adopting the anchor as a symbol of hope in future existence, gave a new and higher signification to a familiar emblem. Just as an anchor secures a boat in rough waters, so does faith in Christ secure us, and indeed, becomes our safety net.

Faith in God is our life-saving ANCHOR.

To achieve faith in God, and in another person, requires a certain amount of surrender:

Forgiving when we don’t want to forgive.
Realizing that we don’t know all the right answers.
Looking at our real self and what we are doing without making excuses for our wrong actions.
And then asking God to lead us, and TRUST that He will.

When we give up control of our life in favor of God’s plan–done His way, not ours–then we enter onto the road called: TRUST. And what does Trust in God prove? It proves His faithfulness. I can certainly say that I’ve seen His faithfulness in the distresses of my own life. And if you look upon your circumstances, whatever they are, with spiritual eyes, I’m sure you will see it, too, and know that you are not alone.

Our characters should be human beings just like we are, each with a significant life story, of sorrows, struggles and joys, as we have. 
Before I wrote fiction, for nearly twenty years of my life I ran an advertising agency pushing all sorts of products, from-geographical areas wanting more business, to car dealers, to political movements. I had to know the product and analyze who needed it in order to advertise it.

Now, I'm a writer of fiction and want to sell my books, but even with my experience in marketing for other people, it is hard to do. I’m so grateful to my small Catholic publishers, so happy to have some books in print. But there’s much more to it than just the satisfaction of holding a book in one's hand.

Unless your piece of writing is a secret diary, the very point in creating it is to have somebody read it, and hopefully be affected by it. To get an audience, you must market your book. If you’re a Catholic fiction writer, to whom do you market?

If your audience is strictly Catholic, my humble opinion is that there are two different Catholic fiction audiences: One is concerned only with ‘all things Catholic,’ and the other, with sort of an elevated intellectualism. Neither market compliments the other because neither wants to truly understand the other. Market One will not accept reading about the up-close and personal particulars of sin. Market Two sometimes gives sin “a break” in that it doesn’t clarify, but only intellectualizes Catholicism.

Both markets are valid. People will read what they want to read. And there are good Catholic fiction authors for both.

But shouldn’t we address a third, larger market? An audience ‘in-between’ black and white Catholicism and intellectualized Catholicism? I believe that audience is out there, and I believe we can access it.

There are some best-selling authors who write from what we call “a catholic world view"—Catholic with a small c, meaning universal. And some of those authors are not even Catholic. So what does this say to a Catholic writer of fiction?

In advertising, if you have a product to sell, you discover the need for it and look for the most universal market for that need. The easiest product to market is one that appeals to a particular need in everyone. Bottled water, for example, is universal. Everyone needs water.

As far as marketing Catholic fiction—the universal need is God. Everyone needs God, whether they actually use the word God, or not. Or whether they even believe in God, or not.

Our Catholic faith basically tells us that we are all created by God, in his image, to live on earth, and eventually return to Him. Of course, many do not share our beliefs. However, every human being, religious or not, innately knows that he/she has some specific things in common. These are intangible things, such as individual memories, particular imaginings, and the choices we make, which come from our free will.

As human beings, in one way or another, all of us love, and will sometimes suffer for that love—whether or not we see ourselves on a personal road to Calvary. And every person realizes that he/she can choose how he reacts to love or suffering in relationships and everyday problems. When we look for the need in the larger, ‘in-between’ market for Catholic fiction, we will surely see these common attributes as human striving, and that,, in very human terms, is a theme for a story that is 'Trying to Say God.'

Except in 'Trying to Say God,' we come upon an even bigger problem. If we want to be published by a publishing house with the means to market, we will soon realize that today’s environment leans toward political correctness--and writers of Catholic fiction are often not politically correct. In order to overcome this, we must strive to be as good as the best writers we know. We cannot expect a big publishing house to produce something less than the best. Naturally, like any other business, they are after a profit.

Sadly, Christians are not held in high esteem today. There is much hatred toward us because we challenge certain behaviors that are the opposite of our beliefs about what is sinful. And there are voices on our opposite side who are no longer fearful about putting out fiction without regard to any moral standard. Many publishing houses tend toward these voices as trendy, and profitable.

But this, too, can be utilized in our fiction. In our Christian belief, no matter a person’s behavior, he/she is still madly loved by God. This does not mean that we go along with wrong behavior in our writing. Instead, we must be fearless, too, and point higher, to God’s infinite love. Maybe this is done through a loving character set against one filled with hate, or maybe in an overall theme of conflict between a character and himself, between what he is pulled toward; good or evil. Our characters should be human beings just like we are, each with a significant life story, of sorrows, struggles and joys, as we have. And each shown as related to us, our brothers and sisters, created by the same Father. We only have to look around us to see them, to see their common needs, and then write about them in beautiful and empathetic ways.

In doing this, we are not looking backward to old mores and religious beliefs. Instead we are shining a fresh light on humanity as it was in the beginning, is now, and always will be. We are affirming the Almighty's presence in the world by fearlessly using our talent and initiative. We are indeed TRYING TO SAY GOD.

I am so blessed to live where I do. South Alabama gives easy access to the beautiful Florida and Alabama Gulf Coasts. In the last days of 2020, my husband and I took advantage of that closeness. Not only were the beaches gorgeous, but we were privileged to see two fighter training jets from a nearby air force base streak the blue sky with white smoke, twisting and turning in the air as if playing with each other. Of course, they were loud. So loud, some children walking alongside us on the beach put their hands to their ears to block out the noise.  But their grandmother was there to see that they did not keep them there long. She pulled the hands away and sternly said to the children, “That is the sound of Freedom. Listen. And do not forget, or else you may lose it!”

In the past months—maybe years—many of us seem to have forgotten what freedom sounds like. And, out of a certain caution, because of Covid, we have been forced to accept the lack of it. As politicians react to the corona virus outbreak, more than a few seem to be following the old adage that you should never let a good crisis go to waste. This especially works for the Democrat’s lean toward socialism. A look at their platform shows that we will be losing our valuable freedoms–our right to a fair election, our right to bear arms, our right to worship, our right to work in our own businesses, our right to protect our own property, and maybe even our right to own property, our right to the honest education of our children in public schools, and the God-given right to life of our children before, and now, even after birth.

The list of rights being taken from us goes on and on. Of course, you will not see this if you watch the main stream media, another freedom being taken from us–the right to the truth. But they have kept the truth from us through their absolute cover-up of facts we should know, or should have known. So, see for yourself. Go to: and be sure to download the pdf for the truth.

Here is the definition of Socialism. 1: any of various economic and political theories advocating collective or governmental ownership and administration of the means of production and distribution of goods. 2: a system of society or group living in which there is no private property. 3: a system or condition of society in which the means of production are owned and controlled by the state.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be controlled by the state. I want my America back!

Because of a rigged election–and I truly believe it was not a fair election–the Democrat ticket is ready to begin implementing its socialistic agenda. And unless we wake up, and make our own loud noise of Freedom, that agenda will bring about the funeral of our America. Sad. So very sad.