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Barry Goldwater Once Said Ruefully, And I Know How He Feels. "it's A Great Country, Where Anybody Can Grow Up To Be President . . . Except Me."

What We Dedicate Today Is Not A Memorial To War, Rather It's A Tribute To The Physical And Moral Courage That Makes Heroes Out Of Farm And City Boys And That Inspires Americans In Every Generation To Lay Down Their Lives For People They Will Never Meet, For Ideals That Make Life Itself Worth Living.

I Had A Dream That I Would Be Here This Week, Receiving Something From The President, But I Thought It Would Be The Front Door Key.

Sure, Losing An Election Hurts, But I've Experienced Worse. And At An Age When Every Day Is Precious, Brooding Over What Might Have Been Is Self-defeating. In Conceding The 1996 Election, I Remarked That "tomorrow Will Be The First Time In My Life I Don't Have Anything To Do." I Was Wrong. Seventy-two Hours After Conceding The Election, I Was Swapping Wisecracks With David Letterman On His Late-night Show.

Things Are Going To Get Better. Be Optimistic.