Dear Donald, I have been receiving your very personal campaign emails for several months now. I don’t know how you got my email address, I certainly never asked to be a part of this, and yet you constantly refer to me as a “loyal supporter,” a “true patriot,” and “with you from the beginning.” Recently your team sent me one asking if my email address is working since you haven’t heard back from me. So I wanted to assure you I’ve been receiving your emails and I’ve been paying attention. When I also began receiving emails from several members of your family with subject lines such as “My father is asking about you,” “Sign my father’s birthday card,” and “My father needs you,” I started to feel pretty special. I especially enjoyed the anecdote about when you and your son were chatting and you asked him how the signed photo sweepstakes was going. He had to tell you that I STILL hadn’t entered and according to him, you couldn’t believe it! Sorry I let you down. I felt pretty guilty again when I read an email in which you said you’d be checking the Presidential Donor List right before you went on stage later that night and you’d be disappointed not to see my name on it. I imagine how brave you were holding back the tears in front of the whole world after desperately searching the list for my name. I had no idea I meant so much to you, Don.