Reflecting

I returned to Virginia, my beloved birthplace, just 10 months ago and in that time I have come to find that I still fit here. Returning to the land that I roamed as a child, that has been passed from father to son for generation after generation has renewed my soul and has put me upon a path I never thought I would travel.

With the uncertainty of the times we live in, I was taken aback to how walking my grandfather's farm could make the world look crystal clear to me. Treading the foot worn paths that were created by the foot falls of my ancestors, reminded me what is truly important in life. As I stood there, surveying this farm that has been in existence since the 1760s, I came to understand what my ancestors knew ... that a life lived without standing up for what is right is a life wasted.

This is how I came to be on the path I am now. I no longer can stand by and watch from the safety of the sidelines as others destroy what my people fought to build, protect and sacrificed their lives for. I will not allow Virginia to fall under the oppression of a corrupt federal government that no long abides by the Constitution. I look back to the history of my family and see men of integrity, honor, and determination; who were willing to put everything on the line for what they believed in. My ancestors were on the battlefield at Yorktown with Washington and they were on the battlefields with Robert E. Lee and surrendered with him at Appomattox. My forefathers knew the meaning of fighting for a cause and now, so do I.

Sic Semper Tryannis!!!