Dear Donald

Dear Mr. Trump,

Dear Donald Trump,

Sir, let me first start off saying, I doubt you'll get to read this. Or even care to read this. However, I will write this anyway!

I was introduced to the celebrity figure, Donald Trump by none other than my grandmother. My grandmother loved keeping up with Hollywood gossip, celebrity drama, and all the glitz and glam of the movie stars. Of course, in that mix was the high profile couple, Donald & Ivana Trump from New York. I liked to keep up with my grandmother, so I would listen as she gave me the low down on the "lifestyles of the rich and famous" even better than Robin Leach could have. If Mr. Leach was before your time, he was a television celebrity journalist/host who coined the term, "champagne wishes and caviar dreams" and spoke in a thick and highly pronounced British accent.

Dear Man-in-Office,

Dear Mr. Frump,

“It was the spring of hope; it was the winter of despair”—Dickens, 1859.

It is to be cursed with a blessing to know your family’s true name in a world where you are deemed “Leader of the free world.”

Dear Mr. Trump,