Fortunate to Live in America I know first hand how fortunate I am to live in America. I have traveled around the world and I lived in a country that did not have the freedom nor the opportunities that we have in this country. I have seen families living in the level of poverty most only see on the Feed the Children commercials – the ones that people turn off because they can’t take it. For four years I drove through communities that look just like that. Children rummaging through trash heaps in search of scraps of food or anything valuable they might be able to sell or trade. I saw the elderly withering away and suffering in pain because medical care wasn’t available. Not that it wasn’t affordable, it simply wasn’t available. I worked medical missions in remote villages where people lined up for hours to have medical and dental procedures performed, and we did not provide sedation or pain management. They were all grateful for showing kindness and compassion. I was part of a team that provided security for the American medical personnel and protected the medical supplies. The communist army was always nearby ready to take whatever they wanted by whatever means the deemed necessary. Perspective Comes From Experience My perspective comes from experience. I have traveled to communist countries where you can only drive your car on your designated days. That is if you are lucky enough to have a car because the government doesn’t allow just anyone that luxury. The same goes for owning a home or pursuing a career of their choice. For those that have these luxuries, they get to pay dearly for them. Oh, and their income, well, that really belongs to the government. Sure, most everything is taken care of for…