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To me, RF Safe is a holy crusade of biblical proportions.

Many people know I had my left kidney removed (microwave radar induced cancer) in the 70's when I was a child living on a military air base with my parents in VA. My father was in charge of an attack squadron there at the time. He was a decorated warrior who received the Distinguished Flying Cross during the Vietnam War. Backing away from a fight was never an option in my household, he taught honor above all else https://valor.militarytimes.com/recipient/recipient-34952/

I would fly with him regularly; not many children in this world can say they took the controls of a DC-9 aircraft full of Navy SEALs in the back, en route to live-fire training in Puerto Rico. I can, did so when I was 10.

I gained a lot of real-world experience very early on because of his effort to teach me how things worked. I'm so grateful for every experience, every lesson.

Flying gave me an early glimpse of the importance of relying on sound data; he would make it crystal clear: if you fuck up reading the data, people die, no exceptions.

That stuck as a 10-year-old in the cockpit of a massive plane cruising at 33,000 feet with about 20 of the world's most elite soldiers in the back.

The tolerance for mistakes was zero! Understanding the data was paramount.

My mother was very religious, and my father wanted me in the best schools, so I attended a private Catholic school in Portsmouth, VA. A place where my father's engineering prowess and my mother's devotion to God both met to make me the man I am today.

My early life experiences helped me enter college before I could drive, at 15.

Many of you also know I lost my firstborn daughter in 1995; her mother worked with 3 high-powered microwave radios during the first months of pregnancy.

It was her Job, but what I found out was that we had been given bad data about the safety of this wireless technology and the risks involved.

My daughter paid the price with her life! That's why RF-safe exists: for no other reason than to find the real data, make it known, and protect our children. I have NO other motivation!

But where it gets biblical for me is the day she died. I had just made a promise to her before her last breath to understand what was taking her away from me, and I swore on my life to fight it forever if I got even a glimpse at the cause.

I hadn't been in a church in 7 years. In 1988, a family member was murdered. I had spent these years very confused about heaven and hell, and wasn't finding satisfactory answers to my questions, until the day Angel Leigh Coates died.

I was holding my daughter, looking into her eyes, when she slipped away.

I left that room shattered and walked into the hospital chapel, a small candlelit room, like a little church hidden inside the hospital.

I had not been close to God for seven years. Ever since Billy was murdered, I had been wrestling with questions about heaven, hell, suffering, and how a just God could allow such things. I had pulled away because I was not finding answers that made sense to me.

But in that chapel, something happened to me that I cannot explain away.

I dropped to my knees.

What came over me was more than emotion. More than grief. More than shock. It was overwhelming; my vision was even affected.

So overwhelming that the only honest way I can describe it is that it felt as if God were in that room with me. For about ten minutes, I was engulfed in something beyond myself. At that moment, I felt the truth about God and the nature of our reality.

And in that moment, I knew my daughter was in heaven.

I did not merely hope it. I did not try to convince myself of it. I knew it. Something very real just told me so.

And with that knowing came something else: a message as clear as anything I have ever understood in my life, that I was to fulfill the promise I had just made to her.

This was my battle, a fight I will continue until victory has been secured for our children. No man, no hurdle would stop me from continuing this fight to protect God's children. From that day, everything changed.

In that chapel, on my knees, that promise stopped being only the vow of a grieving father.

It became my calling. God gave my life a purpose from beyond this world.

That is when this fight became biblical for me.

I knew then, this was something God Almighty wanted done, and I was the soldier who vowed to do it!

Every experience I've had has prepared me for this fight.

Through true science and engineering, I knew there was a path to God's enlightenment; oddly enough, almost 30 years later, God's light turns out to be the solution.

RF Safe's patent in Li-Fi technology proves that!

RF Safe was born the day my Angel died!

And I'm not alone, thanks to people like you reading this. No matter your religious preference, if you are championing the cause of protecting people from nnEMF's, you are doing God's work, and one day the world WILL understand we made a 140-year mistake.

God's electromagnetic Eden must be restored to maintain our cradle of life!

It's 100% a spiritual fight for me, until my last breath!

You are the resistance to evil "ignorance" harming God's gift of life!

Stay in the fight, my brothers and sisters!

The rest of you, be RF Safe to be sure!

This is a fight for love and life!