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My name is Christopher. I am â€śThe
Iâ€™ve been to Iraq and Afghanistan and had access to very sensitive U.S. military secrets as a defense contractor. I have also seen the headwaters of the Nile, had dinner at the top of the Eiffel Tower, felt the walls of the gas chambers at Auschwitz, visited the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, climbed the Sydney Harbor Bridge, and walked through slums in India. Iâ€™ve spent the night in a North African emergency room.
I am the son of a teacher and a nurse. They both worked full-time during their university educations. One grandfather was a tool-and-die maker (the elite of the blue collar world; the Salt of the Earth). My other grandfather was an immigrant who came to America with nothing, but accumulated a fortune. Starting as a teenager in a glove factory, my mother worked full-time for fifty-two years straight (completely literally true), retiring as a government agency director with several years of unused sick time. My motherâ€™s mother was a young ER nurse who cut her teeth during the murderous Al Capone days at Cook County Hospital (her emergency room became the setting for the 1990s NBC television show ER). My sister got her bachelorâ€™s degree in just three years.
My family is unafraid of hard work. Over many generations, my family represents the American Dreamâ„˘ as each new generation, though diligence and sacrifice, has had it better than the previous generation.
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