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Friday, August 10, 2007

A Comment about Duncan Hunter

This great comment was posted on DHGR by Bruce Ward. It is worth a look.

I greatly appreciate thee daily information about Duncan’s progress. Keep up the good work. I grew up down the street from Duncan Hunter and went to school with his younger brother, Jim. I spent many hours at their home as a kid and can tell you that a visit to the Hunter’s home was unlike that of any other home in the neighborhood. When you walked into their front yard, you might find a deer hide being tanned, or a horse nibbling on their lawn, or another brother, John, conducting some extravagant science experiment. You would almost always get a very friendly greeting from their big yellow labrador, Sam. (It seems the Hunters named a lot of stuff “Sam”) They had no television. Instead you would find a library with thousands of books and numerous artifacts from American and California history, Native American baskets, pipes, moccasins, antique guns, and on and on. There were regular discussions about history, current events and politics. I learned to shoot a gun and to use a bow and arrow, how to ride a horse and to make clothes from buckskin as the Native Americans and pioneers did. I learned about the damage that liberals were doing to our country and how to be involved in our community and our nation. I have to say that I learned more about history and Native American culture just hanging out at the Hunter home than I did in 4 years at the University of California as a history major.
Bob and Lola Hunter, Duncan’s parents, demanded excellence and discipline from their children, along with honesty, duty, loyalty, hard work and fairness. And yet, there was always spontaneity and a sense of adventure in their home. Laziness, wastefulness, bullying and cheating were never tolerated.
I remember a photo hanging on the wall in their home of Duncan as an Army Ranger taken in Vietnam. I remember talking with Jim and his dad about what Duncan’s service meant to our country. Duncan’s own son’s military service in Iraq is evidence to me that Duncan raised his own family in much the same way he was raised. Duncan Hunter is the real thing. His positions on the issues won’t evolve with every wind of political convenience, and he did not get his hunting license from a box of Cracker Jack. He will make a great President.

Bruce Ward

Indeed he will!

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Comments on "A Comment about Duncan Hunter"

 

Anonymous Anonymous said ... (9:36 PM) : 

I is unfortunate that Mr.Duncan Hunter is in the trouble he is in. Are we now going to fire more that 50% of the work forse in the U.S. or the world for that matter. He made a mistake...forgive and let's go on with the "show".

 

Blogger Red S Tater said ... (4:14 PM) : 

Hey man, like your blog, great job. I am onboard with Hunter.

Please stop by my place at Red S Tater

 

Anonymous Anonymous said ... (10:11 AM) : 

In my research DH seems to be the best on Faith, war, immigration, guns, health care, the whole smear. I read a very good article about his father when he died, shows the integrity and love for this country. He is a winner.
http://www.gohunter08.com

 

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