Joseph Semprevivo, National Co-Chair, Cruz for President.

Joseph got a promotion and a badly sprained ankle.  They have to roll him onto an airplane in a wheel chair, but he’s still at it.  There’s a warrior for you.  He told me titles don’t mean much, and I said he was wrong.  They mean a lot.  My title is Chairman, Reagan for President, Alaska.  It’s the best one I ever had, and I’m keeping it.  Joseph said he’ll probably be in California in a few weeks.  I hope to be able to meet him.

I am not part of the Cruz campaign and I intend to keep it that way.  Right now, I’m a Co-founder of the Reagan Project with sons Darren and Brendan, and I’m a Co-founder of the BBA Task Force.  We’re a little loose with the term “co-founder”, since it implies you were present at the creation.  Joseph is the newest Co-founder of the Task Force.  So I’ve got all the titles I need.

And I don’t need any money or the responsibility that goes with it.  Too much stress.  A younger man, like Joseph, can handle it.  If I don’t slow down I’m going to have a stroke.  So I’m not looking for a job, a title, or any other damn thing.  I’ve got everything I need.

I have to admit I’ve been getting a little teary every once in a while lately.  I guess that’s what old men do, and I’m feeling old right now.  After the Nevada caucuses, where I saw with my own eyes Ted Cruz go to Elko, the birthplace of the Sagebrush Rebellion, and campaign on the return of the land to the people, I knew I had to do something.  This is what Alaska has been waiting for since Statehood, and even though I’m physically in California I still consider myself an Alaskan.

I looked up at the campaign calendar on the wall of my office, and, sure as hell Alaska’s caucuses were less than a week away, on Super Tuesday.  I had to get the word out.  To make a long story short, in the most stressful five days of my life, I did.  My buddy Frank Bickford was texting me the results as they came in.  At 11:30, with 21% in, it was Trump 35, Cruz 33.6.  Twenty minutes later, with 31 % in, it was Cruz 35% Trump 33%.  I went to bed. I slept for five hours and got up to see the final count.  We won by 627 votes.

Sometimes I wonder, how could my moment have come at a more perfect time?  It was, like, providential.  I am one of the very few men, if not the only man, who could have pulled this off. I did it with Sen. John Coghill, Speaker Tom Fink, Rep. Dick Randolph, Frank Bickford, David Cuddy, Michael Chambers and Mike Porcaro.

I’ve been out of Alaska politics since I left fifteen years ago.  I was pissed.  Babbie and I went up there with the intention of getting me elected a United States Senator, and my archenemy Ted Stevens had beaten me. It wasn’t going to happen.

It took me a while, but I cooled off.  I talked to David Cuddy about it.  I’m getting back in.  There’s work to do.

 

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