Jack of Harts

I don’t remember the American Presidents of my youth.  They didn’t really affect my life.  The junior Senator from Colorado did though.  When the Shang plastered Washington D.C. with missiles, she stepped up and gave us all an example to follow.  I met her, I followed her personal orders, and she earned my unconditional loyalty.  She was my President, not simply the President.  And that made all the difference.