Here’s another installment of the GAS newsletter - We make staying informed fun and easy to follow, like the bouncing yellow ball during a sing-a-long movie.

Here’s what we have for you today:

• All I want for Christmas Is My Country Back

• Vivek Vows to Withdraw from Colorado Ballot

• 10,000 illegal migrants are crossing the southern border every day

All I want for Christmas Is My Country Back

On June 8, 2005, the cost of Freedom rang my doorbell. Until that moment it had always been someone else’s family I would keep in my thoughts and prayers- someone else’s widow I would see and think.. I could never be okay again if that was me.

Growing up, the cost of freedom was barely a thought.

I’d go to Veterans’ parades and think how boring they were as a kid- I even remember being disappointed because I thought my mom said veterinarians, and the parade would be full of cats and dogs. Ha!

I wasn’t exactly worried when my husband joined the National Guard. It was just difficult to be alone with our growing family, taking care of kids by myself while working. But we made it work. 

Until 9/11. Then, while everyone else I knew rushed home to be with their families, my husband rushed through our door, gave me, our newborn son, our one-year-old son, and our two-year-old son quick kisses, and raced into New York City. He organized his unit- the Commander was in this city during the attacks and they were trying to find him- and they were the first National Guard Unit to respond to Ground Zero.

I started to worry then. And I worried every day for the next 4 years, and 9 months until my worst fears were realized, and this time it was my husband in the flag-draped casket. Our four little boys who lost their amazing dad. 

Even worse- it had been an American soldier- one of our own- who took Lou from us. And the Commanding Officer from his family. On purpose. Without remorse. Because that soldier was being held accountable for his actions and about to lose his place in the military. 

And then… Years later, the military let him go. Even though he had offered a guilty plea.

It’s hard to describe the shock, rage, pain, and sadness these betrayals by our American soldiers and citizens feel. To have everything you believed you were a part of, flipped over, mocked, and burned down by the very people you believed in.

Americans are feeling this on a different level today.

After years of increasing tyrannical and absolutely un-American events being incited and encouraged by people in trusted positions of power, the Colorado Supreme Court just made it abundantly clear that the America my husband gave his life in service of, no longer exists.

Their ruling to take Trump off the ballot is the absolute last nail in the coffin of the illusion that freedom was still a thing here.

And for me, it opens the wound again. The wound of the cost of freedom.

None of us who lost someone we love can ever get them back.

But we can still - maybe- get our country back. 

So this year, for Christmas, all I am asking for is that Americans dig deep to find every drop of courage and strength we have. We are going to need it. We are going to have to sacrifice and struggle to fight back against what is happening. 

Are you ready? What are you willing to risk, and give up today, for your kids and grandkids freedom tomorrow?

- Barb Allen

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Merry Christmas🎄

Barb Allen & Dave Brown
GAS: Fueled by Freedom, United by Patriotism