campus; Jason could have major pull in preventing that from happening. He typed,
He wasn’t going to have time for his daughter.
“Daddy?”
“Alright.” Jason continued, as he synchronized his laptop with his work PC. “Where did I leave off?”
“John Rolfe and Pocahontas.”
“Right.”
Jason to Vanessa:
The 1750s
So, despite the fact that the British who had settled in the new land weren’t surviving there, John felt he had a golden opportunity to thrive—he had product.
The conditions of the small struggling community in Jamestown, Virginia was lacking the product it needed to make its economy thrive, but John had tobacco.
During that struggle, people lacked food, and began to eat anything in their presence—including their horses and their own family. So, John proceeded with his original plan all along.
Patrick was an Englishman who had settled on the newly discovered area 10 years before John had become good friends with him. He was concerned with his friend’s ambitious and daring plans.
“What if Britain learns of your planting and selling tobacco?” He would ask often.
“What about it?” Was always John’s response.
“Certainly they’ll kill you. ‘Tis, surely, against the law, Mr. Rolfe.”
“Since when do they care about the civilization that exists here? Have a look at this land; clearly void of any leadership.”
John didn’t care about the consequences. He saw ‘savages’ in both the natives and the struggling settlers. He saw opportunity.
He planted his seeds, and waited for them to grow. When they grew, he sold his product to whomever would buy, and he built a major fortune on it. He used the tobacco money to help rebuild Jamestown, and set the groundwork for the future to come.
2001
“You still awake, sweet pea?” Jason asked.
Very faintly Vanessa responded, “Yeah. What happened to him and Pocahontas?”
“They were married and had a child.”
Vanessa said through a yawn, “I love true love. Like you an’ mommy. I’m gonna have true love one day and a beautiful wedding.”
“ Yes, I’m sure you will. But, for now you’ve got me. And it’ll be that way for a long, long, long, long time.”
Vanessa laughed. “Get some rest, my love,” Jason said. “ you have to get up early for school.”
“K. Love you daddy.”
“Love you, too, sweetie.”
Jason logged into his work PC from the secure I.P. address his laptop provided and searched a way to get the Egyptian Unknown activists and people back online.
He hopped back into the chatroom. < You ready?>
V
SATURDAY MAY 24TH 2003
( CURRENT HSAS: ORANGE -- HIGH RISK OF TERRORISM)
Jason snapped out of his daydream, staring, as usual, at the seal on his work desktop. The United States Departmen t of Homeland Security -- It had a very authoritative ring to it. Occasionally, that title would remind Jason to just how important his position was supposed to be. He knew, as he sat in his office on a late Saturday afternoon, that if he didn't do his job right, something, or someone, could suffer. Recent history had taught him that.
Yesterday – the Egyptian’s newest revolution -- was important. He stayed idle, however, despite feeling inclined to move to action. He felt something about that day had changed America forever. He didn't expect
He wasn’t going to have time for his daughter.
“Daddy?”
“Alright.” Jason continued, as he synchronized his laptop with his work PC. “Where did I leave off?”
“John Rolfe and Pocahontas.”
“Right.”
Jason to Vanessa:
The 1750s
So, despite the fact that the British who had settled in the new land weren’t surviving there, John felt he had a golden opportunity to thrive—he had product.
The conditions of the small struggling community in Jamestown, Virginia was lacking the product it needed to make its economy thrive, but John had tobacco.
During that struggle, people lacked food, and began to eat anything in their presence—including their horses and their own family. So, John proceeded with his original plan all along.
Patrick was an Englishman who had settled on the newly discovered area 10 years before John had become good friends with him. He was concerned with his friend’s ambitious and daring plans.
“What if Britain learns of your planting and selling tobacco?” He would ask often.
“What about it?” Was always John’s response.
“Certainly they’ll kill you. ‘Tis, surely, against the law, Mr. Rolfe.”
“Since when do they care about the civilization that exists here? Have a look at this land; clearly void of any leadership.”
John didn’t care about the consequences. He saw ‘savages’ in both the natives and the struggling settlers. He saw opportunity.
He planted his seeds, and waited for them to grow. When they grew, he sold his product to whomever would buy, and he built a major fortune on it. He used the tobacco money to help rebuild Jamestown, and set the groundwork for the future to come.
2001
“You still awake, sweet pea?” Jason asked.
Very faintly Vanessa responded, “Yeah. What happened to him and Pocahontas?”
“They were married and had a child.”
Vanessa said through a yawn, “I love true love. Like you an’ mommy. I’m gonna have true love one day and a beautiful wedding.”
“ Yes, I’m sure you will. But, for now you’ve got me. And it’ll be that way for a long, long, long, long time.”
Vanessa laughed. “Get some rest, my love,” Jason said. “ you have to get up early for school.”
“K. Love you daddy.”
“Love you, too, sweetie.”
Jason logged into his work PC from the secure I.P. address his laptop provided and searched a way to get the Egyptian Unknown activists and people back online.
He hopped back into the chatroom.
V
SATURDAY MAY 24TH 2003
( CURRENT HSAS: ORANGE -- HIGH RISK OF TERRORISM)
Jason snapped out of his daydream, staring, as usual, at the seal on his work desktop. The United States Departmen t of Homeland Security -- It had a very authoritative ring to it. Occasionally, that title would remind Jason to just how important his position was supposed to be. He knew, as he sat in his office on a late Saturday afternoon, that if he didn't do his job right, something, or someone, could suffer. Recent history had taught him that.
Yesterday – the Egyptian’s newest revolution -- was important. He stayed idle, however, despite feeling inclined to move to action. He felt something about that day had changed America forever. He didn't expect
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