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The Golden Boy, the novel

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The Golden Boy, a novel

Fiction Online Book, By Oliver William

Chapter 16  

The weeks leading up to the announcement at the High School were not uneventful.  In fact, the events were so profound in my own experiences it solidified my decision to run for office.  The monies kept pouring in, as well as letters.  With the exception of the rare negative slam one would expect, they were full of compliments, support, encouragement, even a couple of notable small change contributions that came from penny banks of children, who heard that I could fix things after their fathers lost their jobs in manufacturing.  The children were feeling the stress of the changing times too.  Many knew what their parents were discussing, even though the parents didn’t notice their children’s level of interest and attention. The money coming in had astonishingly topped the million dollar mark, and that huge sum of money in our experiences was enough for us to go all the way.  With Margie’s support, it was a “no brain-er”, or was it?  We had been spending our time setting up, candidate account now open and monies deposited, Margie heading up the “Golden Simms for President, by the friends of Golden Simms” committee.  Margie was really upbeat about it all.  She would say, “We always wanted to travel, and now can travel all 50 states and visit, and you can be a speaker at venues.  It is like you get to tell everyone your ideas, sort of a professional speaker.”  When she put it like that, it did make it fun.  It was incredible to have a woman behind you like that. The RV was also packed up for the grand tour of our lives.  She had bought new things that made you feel pretty rich.  For not a lot of money, we had new towels, some new but simple dishes, new silverware, new underwear and socks, and one of the new suits she bought for me cost as much as all other RV household items combined.  We had the Cell Phone and Satellite TV with a laptop for me, desktop computer for Margie, and mobile satellite internet access.  That was something we sprung for; as an information conduit for ourselves.  It provided entertainment too.  The RV was really cool.  It was not an expensive model, just a trailer hitch type, but pretty well appointed for our needs.  It already came with everything when we bought it a few years back to travel in, another one of my nearly new but used bargains.  Actually it had hardly been used by us or the previous owners so it looked new.  It had oak cabinets, fancy wall paper, but that mattress was aweful!  We got a new one.  Everything else was great!  From there, a simple website with email and our cell phone number, and we were in business without a physical office.  People could write us, call us, or contact us through that simple website anytime they wanted to take a look.  It also included our Post Office Box mailing address which we had forwarded to wherever we were at.  For a residence, we used Dwayne’s address, as he was always my home away from home.  Guess you have to be “from somewhere”, now-a-days.  Ya just can’t say, “I don’t live anywhere specifically!”  It is tough to do anything without an address, credit card, and driver’s license, rent a car, run for President and even purchase something at Radio Shack!  Everything anymore requires an address.  “What if I don’t have an address?” I ask.  “I can’t help you sir” I would get as a reply.  Getting that a couple of times, we decided to make his address our official address.  Besides, if something did come to his house that was important, we could trust him to confidentially take care of it.  We did think of the threats, the fires.  I bought a separate house insurance policy in my name as a renter in the basement apartment and paid it up in advance for a couple of years.  We left a few things down there so that we had items there to make it official.  It was where we stayed in the non travel times anyway, but most importantly if the same thing happened to him that happened to me such as a fire, he would at least be financially OK.  We discussed that at length one night, and he was committed enough to me as a friend, that he too was willing to risk material things.  Dwayne was pretty big and athletic, and if he needed to go through a wall, all he had to do was kick it down.  Barb was no little lady either.  I always imagined she could hold her own in a multiple person assault, kicking and scratching their eyes out.  She didn’t come across that way, but saw her one night with Dwayne, and he backed down in a heart beat.  He knew not to go where Barb did not want him to go.  It was from there I could only imagine what she could do if she got mad.  Dwayne approaches me with the phone. “It is for you Goldie.”  “Who is it Dwayne?”  “I don’t know, some lady from the office of a Ben Noble.  “Ben Noble, I thought, that is the Senate Majority Leader.  He would be a strong candidate for the ailing Republican Party for President.  What could he want from me?  I took the phone and listened a second as it was quiet on the other end.   

“Hello?”  My voice cracked as I spoke.  I hadn’t talked to anyone in the past hour, packing and getting everything organized.  I had really been lost in thought.  This made me nervous.  This would be a first time that I would actually talk to a person in the arena I was about to enter after my announcement to run as President.  I had my moments at the department store parking lot with Senator Douglas a few weeks back, but this was different.  I was going to have a one-on-one conversation with him, or his office, about politics.  It had to be.  What else would this be about?  His assistant spoke.  “Mr. Golden Simms?”  “Yes”, I replied.  “This is Fran Reeder, secretary for Senate Majority Leader, Ben Noble.  How are you doing today?” “Fine Ms. Reeder, and you?”  She was just as anxious to get to the point as I was.  It seemed like long how-do-you-dos.  “Very good Mr. Simms, sir.  Senator Noble has requested your presence in his office at your convenience.  Would that be acceptable with you Mr. Simms?”  My mind started racing.  This was one powerful guy, probably second to the President, more powerful than the Vice President in terms of influence to policy.  He was the most influential Senator in the entire nation, a probable presidential candidate in my eyes; although he never spoke of running that I had heard.  There were a lot of senators in the Republican Party that were being investigated at this time, and the Republican Presidential Whitehouse staff wasn’t fairing so well either.  It was a tough time for the Republican Party over all, so someone had to run with the ball for them pretty soon.  It was going to be a difficult time over the next upcoming elections and years for that matter, for the Republicans to have the numbers to influence decisions for the country of any significance.  It was cyclical that the Republicans had it for a while, then the Democrats.  After almost 8 years with Republicans in control of the Whitehouse and Senate, it appeared that the tide was about to turn.  I always figured this would be that guy.  “Of course I would be honored Ms. Reeder”.  I stand for ideas and what a great place to start.  “Next week Monday would be great.  I look forward to it.  11:00 am?  Duly noted Ms. Reader.  Thank you very much.  Looking forward to it.  Um Hmm.”  Hanging up Dwayne asked, “Who is that guy?”  “I replied, only the second highest influential person in government, second to the President.  That was Senate Majority Leader Ben Noble of Texas , the most powerful Senator in the nation.  He wants to have a meeting with me, Goldie Simms, this average Joe.”

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