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One of the several things I have in common with President Donald J. Trump is that we have each enjoyed the benefit of socialized medicine as offered by Walter Reed Hospital. Because I was born with a deformed foot, my parents, soldiers both, accepted on my behalf five years’ worth of orthopedic procedures that resulted in my being able to walk fairly normally by the time I turned six. Dad and Mom may have received a bill for the meals I consumed while a surgical inpatient, but they otherwise got off pretty light. I won’t say the medical care was “free,” though, because, after all, my parents did pay their income tax.
Bless Mr. Trump’s stony little heart, clever little mind, and his unabashedly unmasked face. I do wish him well. The missus, too? Sure. I wish her well, as well.
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