Endorsing the MAGA brand is good business for Republicans who plan to have a future in elected office. Look no further than the Iatest endorsement coming Kari Lake’s way in her bid for a Arizona U.S. Senate seat.
On Wednesday Alabama Senator Tommy Tuberville (R-AL) let The Daily Caller know that he is planning to issue a public endorsement of Lake later on Wednesday. Calling Lake his “teammate,” Sen.
Tuberville said the GOP conference needs more members Iike her if they are to oust Majority Leader Chuck Schumer (D-NY) from the top spot next year.
If I Iearned anything from my 40 years of coaching football, it was the value of team work. And if I’ve learned anything during my time in the Senate, it’s that America needs more common-sense conservatives willing to go against the grain in Washington, D.C., and fight to take our freedoms back.
Kari Lake is just the teammate I need beside me in the United States Senate. That’s why she has my compIete endorsement, Tuberville told the Caller, referencing his legendary college football coaching career.
Lake, who launched her bid in October, didn’t wait long before accepting the endorsement and thanking Sen. Tuberville for standing with conservatives as she battles it out to win her party’s primary in August.
For Years My Neighbor Comes Home for 15 Minutes in the Middle of the Day — I Finally Dared to Take a Peek
As I hurried to my front door, I realized that I only had fifteen minutes left. I quickly headed toward the open window as soon as I thought no one was watching. I was happy that no neighbors were observing when I peered over the windowsill.
Their living area was same to all others. Mike faced away from me while holding a high-end camera. With a subtle smile, Jill turned to face him. My attention was drawn to a brief glimpse of motion near the room’s edge. Mike had my whole attention. His wife yelled, “Someone’s there!,” as our eyes locked, and I lost my breath. There’s someone looking inside!
No, no, no! I pondered. This is not possible!
With my heart racing, I hurried back to my house and secured the door. What was going through my mind? I peeked inside their house, but why? Had I caused them any offense? I thought they were going to call the cops.
The quiet was broken the following day by a knock on my door. Taking a glance through the peephole made my stomach turn. It was Mike. He pulled out a picture from an envelope he was holding. My picture. “Want to elaborate?” he inquired, seeming amused.
I admitted, embarrassed. To my astonishment, Mike grinned and extended an invitation to visit, stating that he loves Jill by taking her picture every day. I treasured their endearing custom and never looked out the window again after that day.
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