One week before the election I visited my brother and sister in Wisconsin. They both hated Trump. When they started bashing him I quietly left the room.
I’m so thankful I didn’t argue with my brother. This was the last time I saw my brother before he died 4 months later.
I loved to talk politics w my brother. I was w Trump from day and by the first week I knew he would win. Funny thing mybros did too. But to him was a buffoon. It finally got to the point that he would hang up the phone if i mentioned trumps name.