I am the shell of a man that once stood up to champion the rights of the American individual and the noble country America in the Treaty of Versailles. The year is 1922 and I am no longer the American president due to a series of strokes that have physically weakened me, but once upon a time I was a man of standing, a man capable of bringing about tremendous change in one of the greatest …showed first 75 words of 894 total…

…showed last 75 words of 894 total…volvement in a European war. Despite my endless campaigning throughout the country I could not muster a great deal of support for the treaty. My crusade came to an abrupt end when I suffered a stroke in September of 1919 but hope still lives on in me that America will someday join in the League of Nations for which I worked so hard and suffered so much. I dream of an eternal and forthcoming global peace.