
Here’s my personal collection I’m so proud of as it comprises leaders who made it to the very pinnacle or were aspirants who tried their best like Jeb and Mitt. When he was governor of my home state of Florida, Jeb Bush signed TransMedia Group’s poster in gratitude for our sponsoring one of his golf events, then sent me a letter thanking me for my book “Spin Man.”
Then, upper right, both figuratively and literally, there’s that one candidate pictured alongside me when he ran for that ultimate office, but Mitt Romney lost to Barak Obama by 120 Electoral College votes.
Among this august presidential group is a personal thank you note signed by Jeb’s dad, President George H. W. Bush whom I met one stifling hot day in Texas where I was traveling with my late dear friend and client Katherine Crosby on a book tour promoting her memoir “My Life with Bing.” She was a Texas gal herself who had just Introduced me to the president after he had spoken that memorable day not far from where she grew up in West Columbia, TX after born so beautiful in Houston.
The handwritten note from President Bush was delivered to me by the secret service at a hotel where I was staying near Philadelphia on Oct. 26, 2004. They informed me the president was occupying the suite opposite. Embarrassingly I had the Presidential Suite when he unexpectedly arrived. I offered to give it up to the president, but secret service said that wasn’t necessary as he was leaving shortly. Here’s the note in which he wrote: Tom/ Thanks for the note. Please vote for George in November—then Jeb 2 years from now. All the best, George Bush.

Also, in this so lofty and memorable collection are several personal letters signed by President Donald J. Trump thanking me for mine to him along with pictures of me with Vice President Dan Quale, whom I escorted one day around the busy streets of Manhattan, where I spent much of my PR career after leaving NBC where I was vice president, assistant to the president.
Then there are the books, “So Help Me God” by Mike Pence which he sent to me. You can see it standing tall beside one authored by a brilliant client of ours and President Trump’s longtime friend, the celebrated attorney Peter Ticktin, titled “What Makes Trump Tick.” Then there’s one of mine, “Is there enough Brady in Trump to win the inSUPERable Bowl?” Across from it and below the picture of me with Mitt is a book by my longtime friend, the electrifying attorney Larry Klayman, “It Takes a Revolution.”
Oh yes, and you might have noticed among this illustrious crowd of Kings, sorry, I mean Presidents not kings, is a picture of me when I was once a lifeguard in Atlantic City, NJ, let’s just say a few decades ago as time flies by. One of the six presidents, Ronald Reagan, unfortunately you can’t see at lower left of the picture outside a thin plastic border demanding “Tear down this wall.”
Now I’ll close by showing you another collection, this one packed with deeper meaning and subliminal power I can’t begin to describe as it would take hours. This ascends to an infinitely higher level from where Jesus has been my guiding light as long as I can remember. It started when I was a nervous altar boy at St. Nicholas Catholic Church in Atlantic City where mom and dad ran an entertainment bureau booking talent for shows while at night dad played his violin at the elegant Traymore Hotel close to our home in the heart of the resort with the world-famous boardwalk.

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