Dear Mr. Romney, I watched on television at home the final night of your Republican National Convention. There were certainly some moving moments but there were disappointing ones too. For me anyway. I thought the older man and woman whose son David you were close to were very sincere and lovely people. I have known people like them in my lifetime and they are genuine and decent in every way. You were obviously a caring inspiration to them at a very difficult time in their lives. And the woman whose husband and ill daughter you and your wife befriended and loved was a beautiful contribution to your night; so articulate and warmly authentic in her appreciation of you. But I felt at times these loving people bordered on being exploited in the way they were presented. The older couple was clearly uncomfortable under the bright lights reading from a teleprompter no doubt for the first time in their lives in front of thousands of people. ...
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