Look at him. Ike. The 34th POTUS and Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces in Europe. D-Day. The consummate bad ass. And dig how cool he was. Notice the de minimis fruit salad, and campaign ribbons. Subtle, understated. He didn’t have to impress you. He wouldn’t think of going all Petraeus on us. We know Dave, we know. You’re a general. But Ike was General of the Army. Ike, a most misunderstood man with a tremendous legacy. But what sets double-D-E apart is that he thrice met in secret meetings with aliens.
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