Truly, what the Secret Service did for us is that they saved my dad's life twice.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My children and grandchildren loved the secret servicemen and women that served us. I was honoured that they thought I was important enough to protect.
I thought the Secret Service would protect me from the press, but they were at my house to protect me from assassins with guns, not with assassins with pencils.
Being president of too many well-meaning organizations put my father into an early grave. The lesson in this was not lost on me.
I am still in touch with my Secret Service agents, most of whom are retired now. They really get to be your friends. They watched me grow up, and most of them had little kids, so I was kind of giving them a warm-up of what was coming.
I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.
My father was a security guard. I was a security guard.
Our nation's military and law enforcement personal work hard to protect us. We must thank them for their continued vigilance. Without their sacrifice we would less capable of protecting our nation.
We busted a lot of family secrets with this. But to make a long story short, my parents relationship was built heavily on security issues for my Mom, and when my Dad couldn't provide security, the relationship unraveled.
Dad's funeral was standing room only; most in attendance were strangers to me. At the back, a lone Marine stood silently, then left. People told me he'd saved their life or helped them in their darkest hour.
I got more whistleblowers from the Secret Service than I do anywhere else. And if you look at that department and agency, it's the one place you can never, ever, ever make a mistake - ever.