I’ve been called a lot of things in my life.
Soldier. Staff Sergeant. Bomb Technician. Combat Veteran. Congressman. Committee Chairman.
But the title I value most is Dad.
When I was serving in Afghanistan, I thought a lot about the kind of country my kids would inherit. And after the day I stepped on that IED, lying in Walter Reed with my future uncertain, that question became even more urgent.
Would my children grow up in a country that protects freedom? That rewards hard work? That honors service?
That’s why I keep fighting. Not just for my kids—but for yours, too.
I fight to secure our border so we remain a safe nation. I fight to cut taxes so families can build a better life. I fight to defend our values so the next generation grows up proud of America, not ashamed of it.
But I can’t do it alone. The radical Left is spending millions to flip the House of Representatives and silence voices like ours.
If you believe in leaving your children a freer, stronger America, I’m asking you to join me in this fight today:
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