Everyone Thought I Had Everything. I Had

The Odds Against An Adoptee Ending Up As The Child Of The President Of The United States Are Staggering. But Then, So Are The Odds Against A Movie Star Becoming President

Being Sent Away To School Was No Different From My Biological Mother Giving Me Away.

I Started To Build Barriers Between Myself And Others To Protect Myself.

My Adoption Was Treated As A Celebration.

Because Of My Father, We Are That Shining City On A Hill.