Rick Santorum

I was watching “On The Record” with Greta Van Susteren this evening. She had Mr. Santorum on her show. The reason? She was asking him what the purpose of his upcoming trip to Iowa was all about. As it turns out, he was asked to speak to a group there, downplaying any intentions to run for president in 2012.

The interview continued on however. Van Susteren asked her guest in almost no uncertain terms if he was running for president in 2012. Never saying the word “no”, he explained how concerned he is for America. Over and over, he explained how he was concerned. Now, I’ve never met Mr. Santorum (although I would like to as I admire him greatly), I have lived in Pennsylvania all my life. For a long time, Santorum was my U.S. Senator. One of two republicans (although Specter has since switched to the more appropriate party for his socialist views), I believe I know his policies and beliefs as well as any other 2012 voter. I can safely say I will - without a notion of hesitation - pull the lever for him should I get the chance.

Ladies and gentlemen, I believe I saw a very informal announcement for candidacy this evening. I am hereby pledging my support for Mr. Santorum going forward.

In a supermarket, Kurtis the stock boy, was busily working when a new voice came over the loud speaker asking for a carry out at register 4. Kurtis was almost finished, and wanted to get some fresh air, and decided to answer the call. As he approached the check-out stand a distant smile caught his eye, the new check-out girl was beautiful. She was an older woman (maybe 26, and he was only 22) and he fell in love.

Later that day, after his shift was over, he waited by the punch clock to find out her name. She came into the break room, smiled softly at him, took her card and punched out, then left. He looked at her card, BRENDA. He walked out only to see her start walking up the road.

Next day, he waited outside as she left the supermarket, and offered her a ride home. He looked harmless enough, and she accepted. When he dropped her off, he asked if maybe he could see her again, outside of work. She simply said it wasn’t possible.

He pressed and she explained she had two children and she couldn’t afford a baby-sitter, so he offered to pay for the baby-sitter. Reluctantly she accepted his offer for a date for the following Saturday.

That Saturday night he arrived at her door only to have her tell him that she was unable to go with him. The baby-sitter had called and canceled. To which Kurtis simply said, “Well, let’s take the kids with us.”

She tried to explain that taking the children was not an option, but again not taking no for an answer, he pressed. Finally Brenda, brought him inside to meet her children. She had an older daughter who was just as cute as a bug, Kurtis thought, then Brenda brought out her son, in a wheelchair. He was born a paraplegic with Down Syndrome.

Kurtis asked Brenda, “I still don’t understand why the kids can’t come with us?” Brenda was amazed. Most men would run away from a woman with two kids, especially if one had disabilities - just like her first
husband and father of her children had done. Kurtis was not ordinary - - - he had a different mindset.

That evening Kurtis and Brenda loaded up the kids, went to dinner and the movies. When her son needed anything Kurtis would take care of him. When he needed to use the restroom, he picked him up out of his
wheelchair, took him and brought him back. The kids loved Kurtis. At the end of the evening, Brenda knew this was the man she was going to marry and spend the rest of her life with.

A year later, they were married and Kurtis adopted both of her children.

Since then they have added two more kids.

So what happened to Kurtis the stock boy at a grocery store in Cedar Falls/Waterloo, IA and Brenda the check-out girl? Well, Mr. & Mrs. Kurt Warner now live in Arizona , where he is currently employed as the
quarterback of the National Football League Arizona Cardinals and has his Cardinals in the hunt for a possible winning of the Super Bowl.

Nice story right? Now, if you’re of my mother’s blood (I won’t put a last name up here to protect the “innocent”), you already know what I’m about to say, but I’ll say it anyhow:

This story is a heap of bullshit…

Sure, Kurt Warner might have been a stock boy, and his wife a cashier… Hell, they might have even been working at the same store at the same time. I might go as far as to say I believe it is where they met, and the circumstances around which their marriage is founded are accurate and true. So why do I call bullshit?

Because NO WAY… NO HOW is it possible for him to win the Super Bowl….

Oh… one last thing… A “stock boy” at 22? Really Kurt?